The  Long  boat sailed down the  Storm River. Now  and then a Serpent would  be seen across the way,  snagging at  Duck or Goose, or perhaps   Just  rolling over in the water, making its  way towards the shores where   Reed  where thick.


  2 hours  or so into the trip, The Docks of  Olant could be seen. Three Large ships  where Docked there. One had a Pirate Flag, another   was a Merchant, the third..a bit smaller, Flew the flag of  the Red Isle Haflings.


  Kree Stood  at the Bow   looking over the ships. the Merchant ship was  unloading...the other  two ships seemed to have been there  a while.

  Cousin!...Do not let that Red Isle  Flag veer you from our  course!  Ivy Laughed as he said it...at the same Time he was checking his knife fan to make certain his throwing  daggers were secure, yet, easy to reach.

  Aye, Ivyian...but that does not mean  we cannot leave a few bodies in  a few alleys , before we leave.

   A Longboat is nearing the Docks some elves and other  folk are standing in it while rowers  row. They are nearing the  docks.

   The Olant 'guard' have a group of  Six moving  down the Docks to watch these  newcomers  approach.

   The Inn Near the Docks. Hook's , is a rough place.... Down the   Muddy street is  Cods Ale and  another Building called  Cods  Rooms..Nicer.,.but price is much higher.

  Rising  from the Middle of the town is the  tower of the  Karth Temple. One of the few  Temples to that god  , still in operation.

 Another  Temple 'honors' all gods. Around the Inside of the Building  are Samml shrines with a statue of each god. a small slot  allows  alms to be dropped inh...Clerics  of those gods   collect the   coin from time to time, to deliver it to the Greater Temples in Ironmound.

In reply to the town (msg # 2):


Justin surveyed what he could see of the city, Seeing the Pirate and Red Halflings vessels. Lowering his head and praying to Eta for Her hand and guidance to be upon them all in this den of iniquity.

Seeing the ships ahead, Riku flutters above her own boat and fellow castmates.  She hears Ivy's comment and flutters towards him and Kree.

Wish of me to go investigate? she asked ready to get at something.

Luthien, wearing his shining armor, was just too unsubtle to be part of any sort of 'stealth' team. So he'd continue going forward as an Arrow openly. Since they were here, he'd be the 'straight man' of sorts to the sneakier types, maintaining a visible presence so the rest could do what they do.

  ..I think not....not yet at any rate....the  Boatswain will alert The Savage Queen...The Halfling ship cannot  travle too far up river...it will never  get through Ironmound, even  should they trade flags....The Pirate ship could, but it will be marked by The Captain, once  the Long boat retruns..our first action..is  to go about asking questions....

  Two Dock hands  reach out  for the  Ropes, and Kree signals the other s to disembark. He leaves  LAst, tossing a Pouch to the Boatswain, Thank yuou for the Ride  across the river...Tell Your Captain, I hope to see him soon...

 The Boatswain catches the pouch and grins, then the  Long  Boat Pushes off to head back up River. By the Time the Boat has  Cleared the Docks, the  Patrol stops at the end of the Docks.

  State Yer Busniess....

 Kree Pushes Past the others to  reach the man who seems to be the SGt, He grins darkly at him,..My ...Business?..is killing scum like you and your men..now then..we came into Olant for  some downtime...maybe a trip up the  Furman's Chain...but if you want me to conduct Business...  he  draws his Blade hallway, I shall start now?

 The  other 5  Men(one is an orc) try to draw their Blades..the SGT Hold up his hand,..Arrows...gods be damned  Arrows...go on with ya...But mind yer blades...ya kill anyone that don't need Killing , we'll gut you for serpent bait..

 Kree sneers at the man while slamming   his sword back into its sheath, and shoulders Past the   SGT.. He makes his way to Hooks ( which is  right on the Docks..three other Buildings are there..but all deal with ship supplies  and  equipment. There is a dirt road that leads to the walls of Olant, at the  Western end of the Dock.

Riku nods but dislikes the idea of not knowing what's ahead.  She flutters about as the group steps off the boat and onto land.  Hearing the banter between the folk, she bobbles with the pouch at her side.

Just let me know which one, Master, she said to Kree.  I've got something he'll won't soon not forget.

Her jargon a jestful one at that.

Cru cautiously stepped off the boat and as the rest prepare to take food to the town, the dock keepers approached appearing to begin trouble, but were soon brought to attention whom they would be facing.  This put a strong knot in his stomach, but with a much needed warning towards the group, they let them pass.

He walks towards Kree quickly and towards him.  Must I expect a greeting of such each town we come across, he asked more curious than angst.

  we'll check in here first...all these  damn places a rough in this  town.. The Iron MAce is  run by a Dwarf...if we stay the Nichgt, that's where we  will go...watch out  for the damnable Halflings...thier ship is  sitting right there.. one cup of  drugged wine, and you could end up in the Hold.

  As they approach  Hook's. There are a few  People standing out side...or sitting on barrels  drinking..a pair of "ladies" trying to make a living, by flirting with the   menfolk.

 his head  Turns to Cru,..for the most part..aye. Even the  cities that like us....do not like us. The dark folks   hate us  because we kill dark folks...The  Light  folks  hate us, because they know , we can do what they cannot...the only ones  who are ever gald to see  us, are those we save...If you stay with us long enough, and we travel back to my Village , You  will understand...at least half  of the folks we save, end up staying at  our Village...and  at least Have of them, become Hunters...
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"It is most fortunate, then, that I do not drink. Where do you need me to be?"

He, at least, would keep a clear head.

Cru listened to the instructions and nodded along with Luthien.  Ay, me as well, he said.  I've brought my own drink with me for me and my fella.  Tis all I need.

  Ivy  steps  up near Luthien,...just watch and  be near an Arrow...if things  go badly...its  easier  to have a comrade close by.

Luthien considers, "Understood...but do you want a division of talents, or would you like those similar to stick together?"

He's asking if he should go with Sir Justin, who is like him in most ways that matter, or someone like Ivy himself, who is aware of the sneakier side of life.

Taking up a position to the left of Kree, Justin moved along the crowded street. His hand resting on his swords pummel, ready to draw it if need, his other carried his shield which was angled slightly to divert any who pressed to close or easily break the hand of any who may tried to lift his purse.

Diana was unimpressed.  She had seen the likes of towns like this before, up north.
She knew enough to be on her guard at all times.  She had seen the consequences of letting down her guard, in towns like this before.  As she followed the other arrows, she observed those around them.  Watching for "tells", things that would separate out a potential ally from a sworn enemy.

Lucy kept her distance from the other arrows.  While anyone observing her couldn't be completely sure if the was an arrow or not.  She knew towns like Olant, and she also knew that "her kind" had an "in." Catfolk were expected to be slavers and the like.  While she really hated playing that role, she had found it extremely useful in the past.  Especially when dealing with towns like Olant.
that's why she kept her distance, yet kept close.

When the Arrows got to where they were going, she asked Kee if she could have a word with him.

"I have an idea that could work.  I know you are probably opposed to being undercover, but I think I am an exeption to that rule.  I can blend in with the catfolk, and their ilk, and see what can be found out.  I just need two others to go with me." She said.

"When I was up north, and coming this way, there was word of a Catfolk information broker.  He wasn't a slaver, but instead, he was a broker of information.  So, if you wanted information on a good place to hit, you went to him.  The last I heard, he was in Olant.  If I can find him, for a price, we can get some information." She said.

As they came closer to the town, Riku did what she does best...she went invisible.  Hanging over the heads of others, she overheard the questions, inquiries and ideas.  Having her own idea, she ventured off to explore the down.  Going this way and that, and checking for spots where unbeknownst questionables would be.  She was listening for clues, details, information.

Cru had heard the warning to be on guard and watch out for oneself.  With his companion at his side, he tucked away any knowledge of who he was or what group he was with and headed towards this Inn that Kree had noted they would be staying at.  The least he could do would be to find room, board, and be a watcher.

Rolf looks at the town of Olant with barely concealed contempt.  He minded not the women plying their trade.  He cared little for what he'd heard of the Halfling folk and would quickly put blade to them if needs be, and of course slavers of all stripe deserved to be put down.  But for a town to not only allow, but openly accept the Cat Folk, that was enough to turn his stomach.

For now, he would keep his mouth shut, his eyes and ears open and his blade sheathed and he'd keep it that way until he had good reason to do otherwise.

  Before entering the Town, The  Group walked into  Hook's that was on the docks.  , Kree  Looked at a brunette that was  Smiling  by the Door, he gave her a small smile, but  walked past her..which cause her to frown , just a Bit.  He grasped the Handle of the Doulble doors  and opened them Both swinging them Open HArd...on purpose. the  right Door  caught a  Heavy set Human in the back and caused Him to splash His ale  on another Human who sat at a small round table near the  Door.

  The Heavy set Man Shouted,..YOu there!..You gods be damned , pointed  ear BAstard..You own Me a drink...and some coin to go with it..  The elf  Looks  over his shoulder at the man  and sneers, never stopping.. The MAn  Reaches  for a  Mace that hangs from His belt, Did You not hear ,me!

 Kree kept walking to the Bar, his eyes  set on the Tender. Ivy  chuckles   and says to the fellow,...Do not press your Luck...Round bottom....The Sisters like he, alot more then they like you...

 The Heavy set fellow turns  and grits his  teeth at Ivy...his eyes  note the Pin on Ivy's  Tunic...the  Big Man looks to  Kree and talks his hand off the Mace.

 At the BAr,  Kree makes no pretense  of politeness as he shoulders  between a Man and a woman, both  dressed as Pirates..He leans over the bar , the Tender takes a step back,..The Captain of the HAlfling Ship.....now....


 The  Tender Looks at two Pirates..both of them Move off.  The woman had  her hand on her Dirk, until she saw some of the others  at the door.

 ..Lookit..every time  some of yours come to town..people die...Just..leave us alone...

 ..you want me to ask again?

 The Tender looks at people around him..some  are  weighing those who followed the 2 elves in......Captain  Buttonsnip?...She's  In the  Town...think she's  bar hopping, trying to recruit crew.....

 Kree eyes the  fellow...the  Tender Looks scared, as  he  keeps wiping the same Goblet he had  since the group entered. The elf   Reaches Inside his  tunic  and   slams  5 gold  down on the bar,..Thank ye.....but?..If i find she's not there?...I will be back...and...well..You will not like it....

  Taking a Pitcher of Ale from those lined up on the  bar, He turns and heads back to the Door, slams the Pitcher on the  table, sloshing  ale as he says to the  Heavy Man,..There is your  drink...tonight?..Thank Tymora, I am in a goodly mood...


   Walkingout the Door, he  points to the  dirt road that leads to Olant Itself...as they Walk, He says to the Group,...we need to work this town..and quickly...right now..word is going to travel , that I am Looking for the Halfing Captain.... Lucy has a Plan, she needs  two folks to work with Her...it cannot be  Ivy or Myself..we are too well known...if we are to split up..we must do it before we enter the Gates..who is going where..with Who...i want everyone at the Iron Mace by 1 hr after sunset...

In reply to donsr (msg # 20):

Justin glanced at feline and shrugged; considering the suggestions made earlier he suspected those who opted for sneaking about would be eager to volunteer.

Tatton is sitting in the same dark corner of the Hook that he's been sitting in for the last several days, nursing his ale like it's likely to be his last and staring off into space.  He's been sitting in that seat day after day long enough now to have become a fixture--ignoring and largely ignored by everybody in the place.

Even when the commotion starts by the door with the stranger slamming the door open; Tatton doesn't really pay any attention.  Fights and arguments are commonplace in the Hook and he's learned that the trick to staying out of trouble is to not make eye contact with anyone.  Then the newcomer asks about the Halfling captain and Tatton hears that from all the way across the room.  Now they have his attention.  Straining and hanging on every word, Tatton listens for the answer and watches as the man, no, elf exits.

Gulping the last of the ale from his tankard, the fixture leaves his seat and makes a beeline for the door.  Instead of walking through it, he peeks out to see the stranger and a goodly sized group walking up the track into Olant.  Tatton swallows hard, his throat has suddenly gone dry, and steps out to watch them move away and hears mention of the Iron Mace.  Quickly, the scruffy, dirty man slips down the alley to the back of the Hook where the stables are located and after a quick glance around, digs through the moldering hay to retrieve his backpack and staff.

After slipping his pack on, he stops and shakes his head and mumbles to himself, "Tat, what are you doing?  You've no idea what you're gettin' yourself in for."  Slipping the glove off his right hand, Tatton looks down at his palm for a long moment then nods his head as if he's made a decision.  Slipping the glove back on, he grabs his staff and with a grim expression sets out toward Olant.  There has to be a reason why the mark has returned and his "gut feeling" is too clear to ignore.

"Tra, if you're the cause of this, I'm listening," he mumbles as he steps back into the open on the track toward Olant.

In reply to Tatton Chantry (msg # 22):

Justin pauses to survey the way they came; glimpsing a figure join the path and head after them. True this road is one of many to Olant, and the person can be headed there for their own interests however its always safe to be sure and their appearance is suspect. Captain Kree shouldst we let yonder pass or attendeth them now

  Kree Looks over his shoulder at the Figure, appraising the fellow,..Nay...we continue...if he is against us?..it wil become clear...if he is for us?..it will show as wel...if he  is neither? It matters  not  at all...


  ..When we  go through the gates...Ivy . Myself, and those who wish to come with us..we head straight down ...what passes for a main street, to the Iron Mace...the other  bars..Inns... " the Fang and tooth"...'soft Arms"...'cold Blades'... Mug's  Up... Branch of Fire...they all have their share of Bad  folks....some  are worse then others... The KArth Temple is on the West side of the Town..the Temple that holds   all the  smaller  shrines to theother gods  , is in the South west corner...stay away from their  arena...and do not  bother  anyone  dressed in Purple..they are ...  he spits on the ground,..the Governor's people...if you kill any of them..make  sure its   out of sight...there are shops  about..Might be good to  browse, to make it look like we are egaring up for a trip, up the Furman's  Chain...if  you hit trouble you cannot handle...break away..and  come find  us at the Iron MAce...

Tatton looks up for the first time as his foot strikes the path toward Olant.  Realizing that the group isn't as far ahead of him as he thought they would be, the scruffy man hesitates for just an instant then speeds up.  Head down and walking with a purpose, he passes right through the loosely gathered group and continues at a good pace through the gate.

His clothes are worn and dirty. As he walks by, you realize that his vest was once green with white trim.  Now it is greenish gray and the white is more brown.  The remainder of his clothes are unremarkable, if you discount the filth, except for his gloves with the finger-tips cut out and a golden pendent of an arrow that has slipped out of the neck of his shirt.  It is obvious, as he walks by, that it is not just his clothes that are dirty.

Warily Justin watches the figure approach, moving aside as he rudely pushes through the group and continues on his way, resisting the impulse to suggest the man learn the manners. Once he's put some distance between them and himself Justin turns to Kree Captain; One shall accompany Thee anst see what trouble be afoot in the Iron Mace.
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Let us be about it then...we need  some information  on what we seek...even a rumor  will do..something to point us in the right direction....  He  hefts  his Bow  and  Turns to walk up the  Muddy road. 2 Lazy Guards  lean against the wall, watching them.

 ..You know?  Kree?...We should come down here for a week..just to kill enough of these folks, to make it a nicer place...  he says this  aloud  with a grin.

  One or the Guard  Gives him the  Universal sign, whose meaning has something to do with copulating with one's self.

After some thought Lar decided to wear the sign of the Arrows openly and follow the others into town.  He glance about curiously, especially for any shops or vendors that might trade in arcane wares or specialty items that might be useful in his spell casting.

Luthien would also explore the town, wearing his pin openly. A man like him was about as subtle as a ton of bricks anyway. Perhaps he'd stop by the temple first...the one that served all faiths. Good a place for him as any.

  As Kree and those Going with Him walked up "main street"..they notice the town is  layed  out in rather neat squares...to the west is the   Temple  Luthien would seek... the  Top of the   KArth temple can easily be seen...a Wagon shop is  right  down the  street from the gates

 A fur shop is  on the east side of the street...signs  pointing the way to  the Inns and Taverns Kree has Mentioned. They would see a Bow  shop  Just  halfway down the  street..Kree thought  about visiting it, but thought better of it, as they Headed to  the Iron MAce.

In reply to olant (msg # 30):

Captain Kree hath Thee any council as to possible threat within the Iron Mace. Justin enquires hoping to get some idea of its usual Patronage, and prepare accordingly.

  As they Walk, Kree's eyes   watch the  folks who are standing  on the boardwalks, or   looking out the  Windows of  homes and shops.Borgan Anvil...a  Dwarf , owns  and runs the  Inn...he is as likely to kill us, as to help us...his main loyality is  gold....we end up in a fight in his Inn?..we have to split  the spoils, or he calls the watch..even the...'nice'..places to stay, are full of  rough and rowdy folk, in this town.

Luthien, meanwhile, arrives at the temple, and looks around at which gods everyone in town is praying to.

  There are a couple of lowly Clerics in the  shrine  right now. One is of Neta, she is  cleaning up the  old  statue of her  goddess.

 The other is doing the same with the statue  of Mina...none of the   shrines look to be well taken care of.

Rolf follows along behind Kree, eyes narrowing as he looks about the place.  It did not suit the ranger at all.  As Kree talks about the Dwarf wanting a cut of any kills they make, Rolf shrugs.  He wasn't interested in gathering up a few meager coins on those upon whom he gives death.

Lar kept nearby his comrades and his eyes out as they headed to the inn.  "Offering the dwarf a cut seems fair, especially if there is damage to his property in the fight."

  Kree says over his shoulder,..there is ...'no offer'..he takes what he wants, or he  calls the watch....if he does not need to call the watch, the Bodies  find thier way to the Storm...

 The  Dwarf Looks Up from the   Kegs  he's tapping, he  motions  with the mallet in his hand towards  Kree,..All the gods  be damned...what the 9 hells  are you and yer ilk doin' in my bar...

 ...we are stayign the night here....we figured to get some food and drink..then kill all your customers..split the take with you, and be on our way....

 the Two Looked at each other with menace in their eyes, Until the  Dwarf   Put the Mallet down  and  Laughed,...com'ere ya pointed  eared bastard...  The Dwarf and Elf  Give each other a solid  backslapping hug,

 HEY! ALL YE  BASTARDS....ONE ROUND  FER EVERYONE ONE ME...CAUSE MY FIREND IS STILL ALIVE!

  Kree Motions  everyone to find a table   or follow him to the bar. A red Isle Halfling as  at the end of the bar, Borgan Grabs him  by the Collar and tosses him off the stool,..Have a seat..not..whatcha doin' in this privy of a town?

 Taking the offered mug of  Ale, that  Brogan begins filling  one after  another, he says,leading  a Unit up the Furman's  Chain...noticed the  Red Isle  ship out there..figured  we might kill a few of them before we leave..just for the 9 hells of it all..


 The Dwarf  grins,been seein' them around here...been here for  3 days...like they's waitin' fer supthin'

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 37):

Justin notes the exchange between the Innkeeper and Kree.  Then turns his attention to the occupants of the room.  When the Dwarf offers a round of drink Justin glances at Kree judging his reaction to this offer.

Luthien heads to Tra's shrine in the temple. If it's in disrepair or unclean, it won't be by the time he's done.

  Justin  watched  the interplay between the elf  and Dwarf...he can tell that the Dwarf is ...less-then-good...but he and Kree seems to be good friends...at elast half the people in the bar ( all the halflings) appear to be dark .

.......................................


  Luthien looks at  Tra's statue. Its is dusty, there is some sign of  fingers near the  coin slot

Luthien dusts it quite thoroughly. Perhaps it's religious pride, but he won't be satisfied till it's the cleanest one in there.

  it takes a bit of time..say 15-20 mintes after locating  water and rags and such..he does note..there is the sound  of coins inside as he moves it  about.

Lar orders a tankard of beer and watches the interaction with the dwarf.

Lucy approaches first Lar, and then Riku.
"I have a lead, but I need some back up." She says to them.
""When I was up north, and coming this way, there was word of a Catfolk information broker." She said.
"Word is that he never, ever deals in slaves, but only brokers in information.  If you need information about that caravan that you have heard is hauling that great haul, he's the one you would go to.  Rumor has it that he either can get quickly, or has access to information to anything.  The last that I heard he was in Olant." She said.
"So, I was wondering if you would like to help me hunt his ass down." She said.
"Usually all of his information comes at a price.  But I'm sure if we ask nicely, he might divulge information what we are looking for." She said with a broad grin.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 44):

ooc Didn't the fairy disappeared then zipped off by herself for some reason.

Riku Key:

As they came closer to the town, Riku did what she does best...she went invisible.  Hanging over the heads of others, she overheard the questions, inquiries and ideas.  Having her own idea, she ventured off to explore the down.  Going this way and that, and checking for spots where unbeknownst questionables would be.  She was listening for clues, details, information.

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In reply to Justin (msg # 45):

oops, you are right.  :)
My bad.  :)

Lar considers what the cat woman has to say.  "A cat folk broker?  Yes I would like to aid you Lucy.  Kree and the others have the tavern handled but perhaps we can seek out a bit more useful information."  He paused. "One question, are you showing your colors as an Arrow or not?  If you are not I should hide my affiliation as well."

That reminds him.

He makes a donation of his own, of the proper proportion. Once he'd made his donation, he spent some time in prayer in front of the now very clean statue. That was as it should be.

   Kree talks tot he Dwarf He turns to his unit  and says,..we have the top floor..we  have a 7 rooms  up there...they are...'moving'  some one  from the 7th room now. If  you  wish to travel about the Town, be careful...do not go alone.

........................

  Luthien is in his prayers. would a smallish human women comes into the building, she waits near Luthien.staying  quiet until he is done.

In reply to donsr (msg # 49):

Considering the caution Justin shakes his head at the irony of that statement, seeing how Luthien and the Fairy have wondered off by themselves. Glancing about the room he spots a table that is well suited for their use, save the Halflings that occupy it. Weaving his way past several tables he approaches them and pauses outside of arms reach  Good day to Thee Fellows, wouldst Thee be vacating this table soon he politely asks.
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In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 47):

"Keep it, but hide it." She said.  "Use it if necessary, but otherwise, don't let anyone see it.  We just need another person.  I need two bodyguards." She said with a grin.

Lar nodded and pocketed the trinket.  "I'm game then.  Let's find another and get moving."

  Lucy and LArs look to their  comrades to try to find another.

  Justin looks over the people at the table, They look at him and  snort,..Find  another  Table You Arrow  bastard...you'er  damn lucky this  is a free town..esle  we'd have gutted the lot of you!

  there are some  snickers from  the tables  close by.

Seeing Justin moving about the bar, Lar nods to Lucy and heads over to their comrade.  "Are you up for a bit of undercover adventure Justin?  Lucy may have some leads on a cat folk information broker that could help us out.  She just needs a couple of bodyguards."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 54):

Justin looks at Lar, then the half Elf and taps his armour then grins Thee wish one to attempteth to moveth about quietly wearing plate.
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Not getting much of anywhere, Riku had existed the Tavern and headed to the place she last saw Kree and some of the others enter.  Remaining seen as she left, when the first opportunity arose, she went back to invisible as she entered that next building.  She did a search around and located Kree, giving a low whistle for him to ackknowledge she was there.

Well, she's not back at her ship, she whispered to him.  She's got to be wandering about...where, I don't know.  Any suggestions?

Lar laughs. "In that outfit you'd fit the role well.  Let's discuss this further privately."

  Kree shakes his head  as he downs  another glass of  wine.,..I do not care where she is...if we cross paths, I may try to kill her...9 hells..she might  try to kill us?...The main thing is..for people in the town, to think...that is why we are here...Had that ship not been there? I would have had to  think of something  else to  get rumors started.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 57):

Wouldst Thee mindet if One complete ones prior task.Justin replies then turns back towards the Halflings waiting for them to answer.

   The HAlflings  , just ignore Justin...save  for a dark Glare here or there.....

In reply to Mace (msg # 60):

Justin looks about the room for an empty chair which he returns to the Halflings placing it close to the table and sits astride it.
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....Look here Holy man...we don't need yer  kind by us, when we're  tryin' ta have some fun.....

In reply to Justin (msg # 55):

"Aye." Lucy said.  "In fact, you could be perfect.  The bodyguard type.  This cat folk is said to be an information broker.  He never, ever deals in slaves, but instead, buys and sells information.  If you need information on who's in that caravan that might bring a nice price, or what the cargo is, he's the one to see. I've been tracking him off and on for six months, and all roads lead here." She said.
"I just need a bodyguard and a partner.  I have the partner, can you play the bodyguard?" She asked.

In reply to Justin (msg # 62):

Justin nodded One doth thereforeth presumeth Thee hath no objection to answering Ones question.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 63):

ooc as mentioned earlier to Lars I'm not sure about this however He's standing infront of a bunch of Halfling Pirates. Do you think it's advisable to ask questions like that.
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Luthien looked up, and noticed a young lady waiting for him, perhaps?

"Yes, how may I help you?"

Perhaps she just wanted to do some prayers of her own.

  She looks at Him, then  turns her head slowly to take in the rest of  the Building. T Only one other is in the Building , and that person seesm to be  sweeping the Floor.

  ...you...you came  in those....Elves?

In reply to Justin (msg # 64):

Luthien nodded.

"Yes, I did. What can I do for you?"

  There is a flash of  hope  in the yuoung woman's eyes as she looks up at Luthien.  The right side of her  face has a large Bruise..I...I may  have need of your people's aid....if you would grant it?

Luthien again nodded.

"Certainly. What can do for you?"

 she looks at the person sweeping, then Points to the Door, and turns  and walks out.

Luthien realizes he must follow along, and does so. It must be something she can't say out loud.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 58):

She gave a huff loud enough for Kree to hear and feel the wind tickle at his neck.  Do you wish to have an uproar or just want your presence known?

   He  chuckles  again,...i have to guess..by now the whole town knows we are here....we just have to...wait...  He sips from his Drink,

 The Dwarf  Looks around and shakes his head,..you ever  recruit ..normal folks?...Your Tin Can mad  seems lie he wants to fight them HAlflings....


 Looking Over his  Shoulder, Ivy laughs,..they are only halflings....plenty more  were they came from...

  The woman looks  around, she makes  certain to be  a good  10 feet or so from the  Building,...somewhere..Between Yad  and Bol...there is a group ..lead  by a Huge  Halforc..they have  some slaves...they were coming down here...but heard thier ship was destroyed in a battle on the River...they thought  about Going over the Mountains ..But the High Peaks  are  just to dangerous...The HAve  My friend Captured...she and some of ....her  friends...I escaped last night. made  my way to Olant..I was hoping to find a ship to  Ironmound...

Riku takes offense to the dwarf saying that they weren't normal.  She appeared in front of the dwarf out of no where.

I take offense to that, she said with her hands on her hips as she fluttered.  I am quite normal.

 The Dwarf  Drops  the Mug he was wiping,..gods be damned  , Lad..what  the 9 hells you doing with one of these?....Next thing  ya know?..you'll be signin' up gremblins and  Gnomes!

Luthien nods at that, and says, "Alright. If you feel it safe, come with me, and we'll tell the Captain. It's ultimately his decision to aid or not, as I do not have command. But I believe he will. Freeing slaves is one of his best qualities. As for the ship being destroyed, that was us. If she was on it, she may already be safe."

Justin smiles patiently at the pirates discomfort whilst disregarding their dumb insolence as he positioning the chair he'd slected in a location that impeeds any who attempted to pass by him.

  Kree keeps trying to talk with the  Inn Keeper. The Dwarf's eyes keep going to Justin, each time he gets a bit angrier . Final He  slams a Mug he was Cleaning on the Bar, enough that Kree even stepped back from the bar, his hand  going to  the Hilt of hos blade.

 ..LOOK HERE!..YOu the one in the armor.....You either Get yourself away from them....or leave my Inn...I ain'[t gonna let ya  start no fight, by being nosey!

  Kree leans back on the bar  once more,..I do not see him doing  anything  wrong....

 He points a finger at Kree,..I'm Tellin' ya..either he  moves away from them..or I'm callin' the watch  ta have him hauled away...fer...fer...causin' my customer's  ta lose thier relaxin'!

 With a turn to Justin, the elf shrugs and  motions  for him to move on.Then turns back to the  dwarf,...those  ....halflings?...They cause any problems after he moves....the watch will not get here fast enough to save them...you know that ..right?

 ..I don't care!...Just don't  want..YOUR..people startin somethin' in my inn...

Riku crosses her arms and looks at the Dwarf.  I resent that.  Besides, might I ask what "trouble" you think we are starting, she said disconcerted.  We have the ne'rry right to be here and sit and relax'in just as those halflin's do.

Her fae tongue was coming out quite fluid as her anger started to boil.

I have and idee to let you see a side of a sprite like no other, she said to the dwarf.  A sinister grin teasing at the rim.

  The Dwarf  turned to her,..I knoiw  folks in these lands don't like  the Red  Isle Halflings...9 hells..they aren't crazy about any halflings..but them that's there?..They are Just sitting, and that tin man of yours is bothering them...all I have ta do..is blow the whistle...and ya know, the Olant Watch..ain't real fond of Arrows...

 ..that's because  there is a good bet we kill a dozen or so , folks they know...  Kree laughs.

 ..now  ya see?..That's what i'm sayin'

 ..Jusrin?...Move away from the  scared halflings...i will make sure you get the first chance to kill them, should they wish  to harass us.... He turns to the  Dwarf,and grins as he drinks from the ale.

In reply to donsr (msg # 80):

Justin rises, replacing the chair and strolls across to the barkeeper, If Thee whilst master keeper five tankards of Thy best Thankee. he then pauses watching the dwarf.
If the innkeep starts to pore them out he moves to the door quietly cancells the order then steps outside.

  The Dwarf is in the Middle of the 2nd Ale when Justin walks out. ..'ere now? Who's gonna pay for this?

 Kree shrugs,..maybe your halflings?...

Lar watches the interactions in the bar and turns to Lucy.  "I'm not sure if Justin is interesting in helping but certainly the two of us can try to talk to your information broker."

Luthien, meanwhile, entered with the young woman.

"Commander, if I may, this young lady has a request of you."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 85):

"Yeah, we could.  But we need three people.  Or two and someone unseen." She says, with a sly smile.
"Maybe Riku would like to come along." She says.  "With her size, she would be perfect." She said.
"If she doesn't want to go, then we can do it." She said.

Rolf watches on quietly as Kree once again seeks to intimidate those about him.  Otherwise, he seeks a mug of ale and a quiet, dark corner in which to place himself.

  Kree turns to   Luthien, he  see the hooded woman, and he turns to the Dwarf...We three will be goihng up to my room now...make certain my people get thier keys, should i think we are Ill treated, ...tghe best you can hope  for..is you do not get paid....the worse?..well...I am sure you can think on that a Bit...

 He hands  the elf  a Key saying,Ya Know, Quickshadow?...I'm about the only one in this town that even talks to you....


 ...not the Only  one..my friend....just the smartest one...

......................................

  When they Get to the Room,   Kree talks a look out the window, and Motions  for the woman to sit on the Bed..He sits  by the window, so he can see, at elast one direction down the street, he motions  for Luth to stand by the door...All right, Good Luthien, Introduce me to your new friend?

Outside the Inn Justin decides to check the access to the Inn; noting if it's stand alone how easily it would be to access rooms from outside. As he does this he spots Kree in an upstairs window. Noting that he's positioned to see anything approaching from the right of the building; Justin moves along the road then turns to face the inn and road leading towards it; if Kree spots him, he'll motion that he'll keep watch in the opposite direction.

Seemingly to ignore hearing her name, she flutters over to the cat girl and lands on her shoulders.

Are you headed out or roosting for the night? she asks innocently.

  The Elf   Brings His Bow  up to signals he  understands, As he waits  for  Luth and the girl to talk.

Lar nods. "Yes, Riku would be very valuable with her invisibility."

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 91):

Lucy couldn't help but smile.

"headed out.  There's a catfolk who's a information broker that I want to find.  He doesn't deal in slaves or any of the crap other cats or their allied ilk deal in, instead he deals information.  If you want information that that caravan, how many guards, what it's transporting, who would make the best future slaves, he's the one you talk to.  So, you wanna come along?" She asked. "It could be fun." She said with a chuckle.

Luthien repeats the story fairly faithfully.

"Somewhere, between Yad and Bol, there is a group led by a Huge half orc. They have some slaves, and they were coming down here, but their ship was destroyed in a battle on the river, most likely by us. They thought about going over the mountains, but the High Peaks are just too dangerous.

They have her friend captured, she escaped last night, and wishes to find passage to Ironmound. That's easy enough, but finding her friend would be a bit more challenging. Can we work it in?"

Luthien speaks to the Commander quietly enough that he is highly unlikely to be overheard.

With a playful wiggle of her eyebrows, she nodded.

oh, but of course, she said.  Anything that I can do to help and have fun with, I'm  all for it.

Lar chuckles at Riku's enthusiasm.  "Good for you Riku, we can use your talents to help ferret out the most useful information.  I'll pose as the bodyguard then.  Exactly how do you want to use Riku for the mission Lucy?"

   he Listens to Luth talk, his eyes  watch the girl, everynow  and then, his eyes shift to the window, as  someone passes  down on the streets, then returns to fix the Girl in his tsar.

 ..What kind of slaves  are these...you ...are Humna? what of the others.

 ...they are ....sailors...a few commoners...and Myself and  My friend...some  dozen..i think..well..unitl i got away...

  ...we  are making our  way up the Furman's  chain, we leave  at first light...Good Luthien? Take this woman downstairs, and make sure  she eats and drinks, she can room with some of the Ladies  this night. You, God Lady?..re now  nuder the Shadow of the  Arrows. rest easy this night.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 97):

"She's our ace in the hole." Lucy said.  "She can be invisible, and if she sees trouble sprinkle her sleeping dust on them." Lucy said.
"Let's get started.  There's a bar called the Meow where I know someone who can introduce Us.  Although, it's been a while. She said.

With Lucy's explanation of their agenda, Riku immediately goes invisible and rests upon Lucy's shoulder.  She feels a bit of weight that wiggles about, but otherwise cannot be seen.

You lead the way, she says to Lucy and Lars.

Lar watches curiously as Riku turns invisible.  "Meow bar?  Sounds like fun, let's get going then."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 101):


Notcing the half Cat and the recently joined Mage exit the Inn Justin joins them as they head down the road.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 101):

"Trust me, you don't want to know what it translates into." She said with a chuckle.
"That's the common translation.  Trust me, you don't want to know it's meaning in cat." She said.

With that, she rose, and led them out of the inn and down the street.  The Meow was six blocks down, and four blocks to the left.

"Just a warning.  Don't take whatever you see in her personally.  We are in here to make contact with someone, and get out.  Places like this are known to be .... very rough." She said.
"Also, you need to act like you've seen things like this before." She said.  "I know your first reaction will be to do something, but you can't. Not now.  Later, we can come back and skin these bastards alive if you want to, but right now, we need to get in and out.

The Meow was, in human terms a "dive" bar.  Signs of slavery were everywhere.  Every race was represented.  There were various acts going on as they walked in.  To the left, someone was being beaten and crying out for mercy.  Another was being literally eaten alive, by two large tigers.  Another was being tattooed as property.
Sex acts of a wide variety were going on in another corner.

Lucy went up to the bar.
"I'm looking for Tran." She said to the bartender."
"Never heard of a Tran." The bartender said.
"Tell Tran that Lucy is here, and looking to get back in the game." She said.
She tossed several coins on the bar.
"I'll see if I can find this "tran" you are looking for." The barkeep said.

They got a table, out of the way, with a bit of privacy.

Several minutes a large Jaguar found them.  The Jaguar looked like a Cat mix like Lucy, but instead of Elf he looked like he was mixed with human.

"Lucy!" He said in a stern voice.  "You have a hell of a lot of nerve showing up here, after the stun you pulled!" He scolded.  Then a wide grin broke out on his face.
He gave Lucy a huge hug.
"Damn, girl, it's been what, 5 years? What the hell have you been into?  I had heard that you went all law and order." He said.
Then he turned and looked at her companions, taking in Justin for a long moment.
"Damn, I guess those rumors were true." He said, his voice going somewhat more cold.

"Tran, this is Lar and Justin.  Justin is a bodyguard.  And Lar is my partner.  We need to find the Broker." She said. "We have a job, and we need his ... expertise."

"The Broker? Last I heard he was in Twi-La up north." He said.
"Tran, don't bullshit me.  I KNOW for a fact that he's in Olant.  Besides, you owe me.  In fact, you owe me several times over.  I'm calling in a major favor.  I need you to find him.  And when you do, send a messenger to this place." She said, writing down the name of the inn she was staying at.
"You have one hour." She said.
"Damn, girl, you are just as demanding as I remember." He said, his smile now gone.
"Yeah, he's in Olant.  Staying at the Garden Inn.  Has the entire top two floors to himself.  Just a word or warning though, if you go in swords raging, you wont' stand a chance.  Chances are, he already knows you are here, and looking for him.  He'll make contact with you." He said.
"Stay out of Trouble Tran.  Remember, you still owe we several favors, and I'd like to collect from you, not your kin." Lucy said in a very cold voice.

With that, Tran rose and left.

"Come on, we need to get the hell out of here." Lucy said to the others.

Riku had looked about this "meow bar" with vague interest.  She wasn't looking to see what was going on, but who was doing what to who.  Looking for details or evidence for later use, she'd heard the Inn name where Tran was and once they'd departed she mumbled softly for Lucy to hear.

Need me to scope it out, she said.  That place....gave me the creeps and I'm a fae.

Crucian had gotten a key to the room he'd and possibly some of the other's would be staying in.  His companion sticking very closely to him, he wandered to the rooms and examined them carefully before proceeding inward.

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 104):

Lucy nodded.
"Sure, but be careful." Lucy said.  "The places where we are going are going to be as bad.  If you guys need a break, we can go and get something to eat or something." Lucy said.
Personally, she wanted to vomit.  What went on at the Meow to her was as disgusting as anything she had ever seen.  Although, truth be told, she had seen worse.  Just not in one place.
Except for Tran, she would have had no qualms about skinning every last catfolk in the bar.  But she needed Tran.  He owed her and she damned sure wanted to collect.

Even with the warning from Lucy, Lar was not prepared for what went on in the Meow bar.  Fortunately the dim light disguised his paleness as he took in the debauchery and worse inside the bar.  As Lucy talked to her contact he remained quiet, nodding when he was introduced but otherwise silent.

When they finally were outside he shuddered.  "That place should be burned to the ground.  Let's get this over with."

In reply to Lucy (msg # 103):

ooc I feel that Splitting up the group is self seeking and leaves others sitting around twiddling their thumbs. We are supposed to be playing as a group.

When introduced as her body guard Justin glanced at her. That be a falsehood Thee shouldst not misinform others. Thee be nothing more than a guide. Whence one sought to be lead to the third most notorious personage in all of Olant Thee doth leadeth one here.
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In reply to Justin (msg # 108):

"Justin, I said you were a bodyguard, because it fit the situation.  Telling them you are a Paladin would have been very counter productive, and probably would have caused more trouble then we need right now.  You want to go back and burn the place to the ground, Hey, I'm right there with you.  Frankly, I wouldn't mind skinning some of those sons of bitches myself.  But right now, we are looking for information." Lucy said.

"So, do you guys want to take a break, or get this over with?" She asked.  "I know these things can be very .... intense.  The Garden isn't nearly as bad, more upscale.  The Broker wouldn't be caught dead at the Meow.  Not his scene.  We find him, get the information that we need, and then we can deal with the Meow later." Lucy said.
"But first, we need to stay with the mission.  That's find out what we want to know from the Broker." She said.

Elsewhere, Luthien treated the young lady to dinner as was ordered. She'd get home in one piece now, which is all Luthien had been hoping for. He wondered if he'd have any other tasks, and on that note...

"Speaking of which, do you know of any other slaves we can free while we're here?"

Lar shrugged as the paladin objected to being characterized as a bodyguard.  For a moment he thought to join the discussion and then shook his head.  Typically it didn't pay to engage such in a discussion of religion or ethics as their minds were almost always firmly made up well in advance.

"I say we go ahead and get things over with Lucy.  The sooner we finish the sooner we can get back to the rest of the group and share the information."  He considered Justin.  "If the situation is in conflict with your morals you should head back to the rest of the group Justin.  I respect your dedication and would not see you placed in a situation that might compromise them."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 111):

Lucy nodded to Lars.
"That works for me.  What do you say, Justin? Can you just play bodyguard?" She asked.
"Look, like I said, the Garden is a whole lot better set up then the Meow.  That ... cesspool needs to be brought down, with everyone inside.  Well, maybe except for Tran.  That pussy cat owes me a few major favors, and I'd like to be able to collect from his half breed ass.  But, like I said, first, we need to complete this mission." She said.

Riku nods after hearing the discussion and speaks up where all three can hear. You guys come in behind me but wait until I come back and advise you of what I've found, she said.  I can at least give you a visual break down.

She flutters off and heads to the Garden to explore and find this new person.  Er, Kitty.

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 113):

The Garden was four blocks over in the "nicer" part of Olant.  In fact, it rather stood out.  The insides were very nice, and compared to the Meow were opulent.
There was a long bar, where humans, elves and other races, including catfolk drank side by side.

From the ceiling hung huge chandeliers that were made of the finest crystal.  It was clear that the Garden was one of the finest and richest places in Olant.

  The woman ate, faster then she would have liked, it was plain her fare over the last few days  , must have been Meager. She  stops as he asks  about slaves...the  spoon halfway to her mouth,..you do know ...what town you are in?....I saw the  Crosstrees and Masts of  a HAlfling ship down by the docks...i wager to say the Hold  is slowly getting filled...

Luthien sighed. "In truth, milady, I've never been here before. I can see why it is not a town the Orders choose to go to. I can sense the ambient darkness everywhere I turn. I wish I could purge it all...but the Commander's probably going to do something more surgical, and effective, then that. He might choose to do something about the Halfling ship, though. I'll ask him about it later."

"Ok, Lucy, Justin, let's head to this Garden place and wait nearby for Riku to come back from her recon." He let Lucy lead them across town.  "I just hope that it's a better place than the Meow."

Riku attempted to recall what the two cats had spoken of this leader that she would be seeking for.  She'd roam around in this invisible form until she felt like she'd found who they were needing. She'd quickly peep in rooms and around corners.

Once outside the Dive Justin turns to the others. Thy plans beith a hotchpotch of associations, without clear direction, or suitable thought. Ast obvious by Thy assumptions, anst contradictions within. He paused allowing the Half Elf or Mage to provide a defense of their decisions.

In reply to Justin (msg # 119):

"Look, Justin, it's very simple.  You are a corrupt priest warrior, or paladin.  That's why you are with me as a bodyguard.  Lar is a business partner, and nobody knows about Rik." Lucy explained.
"The reason a three man team works, is, basically numbers.  Look like you belong, and you know what the hell you are doing and you can get by with smoke and mirrors for a while before anyone realizes that you are full of shit.  But, by then, you have gotten what you were after and gotten out, and are down the road.  Too late for anyone do really do anything about it.  And, three people are more intimidating then two.  And gods forbid that you should try this solo.  I doubt you would have gotten in the front door, let alone a meeting with Tran, whether you knew him or not.  Now, The Broker will see a "team" looking for information.  Come in with two people, and he probably would delay any meeting.  But three people represents a possible business proposition that could turn a profit.  The Broker takes a 10% cut on any profit based on his information." Lucy explained.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 120):

Justin gives a shake of his head Our intention hast nay to do with any Tarn; Tis to ensureth a modicum of survivability for Thee Three.

Thee hath chosen to present One in a position One doth apposeth, anst hath disregardeth Our suggested alternative. Further Thy supposition of such simplicity of ruse variants doth imply One be without sufficient whit to fathom such variants. he informes. One councils Thee against assumptions of similar manner whenst dealing with others; For Thee appeareth to assume others be the inferrior. One doth bid Thee success with Thy ruse. pausing for a responce before heading back to the Inn.

  Kree looks around the   Tavern...best get some rest...Keeper? There is a good bet  I wil have some....late members of  my unit show up...point out their rooms to them....


  Ivy looked at Kree,we are not goign to  go out and bring them in?

 He    slid a few more Gold coins to the Keeper   as he reached over and Took a  full bottle of  Wine,..we have lost folks  before...we wil lose  more, before our time comes... Until then?..I like to let our folks run a bit wide...and?..if  we destroy anything in this town..I will not shed  many tears...

  Luthien?...If the Lady  wishes  to stay with us..either  share a room with her..or see if  one  of the ladies will share with her....  and  Kree headed up the stairs.

 The Dwarf looked at Ivy,he's got a big opinion of your people...if he thinks they can just walk about as they will....

  a winning  grin comes  across  Ivy's  face,and?..you have an Overly  large opinion of the  people, of this ...slit trench town...if you think there are many here , who can stop us?.,...The Gods  will even look the other way..should  one or more of us fall in this town ...this night....

Lar listens as Justin and Lucy discuss the plans. "Ok, Justin do you have a better idea?  I think that there may be some solid information to be had from this broker.  It would be good to have a solid warrior like yourself along."

Luthien, being ever proper, goes around to the ladies of the company and sees who wants to share a room with the lady for the night. It just wouldn't do for him to do it himself.

Rolf waits until Ivy finishes the conversation with the inn keeper before having a private word.  "That's all well and good, but I'm thinking of looking for the others."

  Kree heads Off to rest...

  Ivy is  in common room for a bit  yet, drinking chatting with the dwarf.

  The Crowd has  settled in...not getting any bigger..but slowly getting smaller..

(( where is everyone else?))

In reply to donsr (msg # 126):

Justin returns to the Inn scans the room to see if the Pirates are still about then joins Ivy, listens to their conversation for a several minutes before getting a key to his room
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In reply to donsr (msg # 126):

Diana is in the with everyone else.  She's slowly nursing her drink.  Mostly, she's just watching people as they come and go.

After leaving the others to their own devices Justin makes his way to the Temple
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I'm looking for Lucy's "guy or girl".

Lar shrugs as Justin turns away without responding.  "Come on then Lucy, Justin just can't manage to fit into what we have planned."

OOC: Waiting to head out after the information broker with Lucy and Riku.

  the best RiKu can  ferret out, is the broker can be found  down  near the HAlfling's ship.......

Riku fluttered back to where the group had said they would await her. The broker isn't here, some where down by the halfling's ship is what I was able to gather, she said.  This one wasn't as bad as Meow-wow, but I still think I'll need a bath in some holy water when I get the chance.

  Justin approaches the   Temple..it is well lit  By torches  and LAnterns. 2 City watch stand By the  small gate, they pay  Justin Little attention as he  heads up the path to the doors.

In reply to JT (msg # 134):

Justin glances at the guards pausing at the top of the stairs to check for markings of faith or unit. Taking in the view from the top of the stairs then entering the Temple. Moving quietly about its interrior he searches for a shine to Eta.

  These  men..like most folk in the town , are tainted with Evil..The shrine to ETA isn't as badly cared for as most...he does  see that Luthien's god's statue is  bright and shiney.

In reply to JT (msg # 136):

Now that wouldn't do he thought as he approached the shrine; then set about cleaning it up to the best of his ability. When finished he knelt before it giving thanks for Eta's hand that is Daily upon the Arrows; then deposited a gift of thanks

Lar listens to Riku and considers.  "Well, at least it's not as bad as that den of iniquity.  We'll have to be careful and confident or we'll be jumped." He looked to Lucy.  "Ready?  Riku, definitely keep to your plan of using the invisibility."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 138):

"Then, it's to the halfling's ship." Lucy said.

Once he'd finished his devotions Justin quietly strolled about the temple; noting the different shrines any devotees or attendants.

  as the other  three make ready to head towards the HAlfling  ship....

  Justin looks  about the Temple...there is one statue for each of the Gods, Justin knows  of....The  Goddess KArth has the Largest  statue that is in the back of the Church, its  Numerous arms spread up, 4 empty...two wold weapons..a trident  and Curved  Blade.

  there  are two statutes close to that of KArth...one is  a thin woman that hods a star in her hand....the other is  an Older man with a Cloaked head, and he carries a staff.

Lar shook his head slightly.  "Not the actual halfling ship but a place nearby, right Riku?"  He kept his eyes scanning the crowds around them as they walked, ever alert for attack or shadowers.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 143):

"Did you find out where by the halfling's ship?" Lucy asked as they walked.
See too was on high alert.  It was one time that she found her feline senses came in handy.

Riku still invisible as the trio trekked onward.  Yes, by or near the halfling ship, she commented.  This was from 2 humans who also seemed to be looking for this broker.

"Good, I'd rather not actually go to the halfling ship."  He frowned. "What did you notice about these two humans Riku?  There may be trouble if they are tracking down the same broker."

Justin quietly considers the three statues.

In reply to Justin (msg # 147):

After considering the statues he continues his exploration of the temples common area. Noting their location along with those of exits or entrances

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 146):

"Well, then we shall go down by the Halfling ship.  Not sure why he would be there, though.  But I'm guessing business is business.  He will travel wherever there's coin to be made." Lucy said.

Nodding in agreement Lar will head to the location of the inn or tavern where Riku indicated that the broker would be staying. "The sooner we find him then the better.  Let's go!"

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 150):

the inn was a mix between The Garden and the Meow.  The outside was rundown, but the inside looked a lot better.  Any decadent behavior was kept to private rooms, however the clientele still left a lot to be desired.

Lucy paused at the doorway for only a moment.  She had actually, met him once, a long time ago, while with Morgan's crew.  That was ... six years ago? She guessed.
She wondered if he would remember her.

Once he'd finished looking about in the temple proper Justin went in search of a Priest.

Lar followed Lucy figuring that Riku would tag along invisibly.  "Can you recognize him Lucy?"

  Justin looks  about . There is  One Priest who seemed to  be caring for the Temple..he  wears the Robes of Karth.

  The people in the Innwatch the   new people, some with interest...some with distain.

  The  folks went about their business, but more then a few, kept an eye on them.

Lar glanced at Lucy and headed into the inn.  He went up to the bar and called to the inn keeper. "Two beers if you would."  He ignored the looks figuring that any stranger would be so treated.

  The  Keeper  Looks at LArs, and  then Lucy, he pours two wooden Mugs of  Beer from a tapped keg and  sloshes it down in front of him.....1  silver...

In reply to JT (msg # 154):

Greeting the Priest, Justin asks about the God, Karth, enquiring how one becomes a follower.
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Lar slips a silver across and then adds another.  "Keep the change." He slides one toward Lucy as he takes a drink of the other.  His eyes scan the room as he waits for Lucy to identify her contact.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 159):

Lucy eyed the crowd with a casual, yet detailed eye.  The Broker was easy to spot, especially since he had a small crowd around him.

"There." She said turning casually to Lar.  "He's the one in the middle of the crowd over there." She said, casually nodding to the right with her head.

"So, how do you want to handle this?" She asked.

 The Broker would say something to someone, they would had  him a small purse, or a handful of  coin, and  leave...sometimes  happy, sometimes not...

Lar sipped his beer and glanced casually at the broker and the group around him. "It seems he is entertaining applicants.  I say we approach him directly with what we seek.  You know him from before, right?  That should help.  I will go over with you."

Riku nudged Lars and spoke quietly.  I can have someone forget stuff if need be...but not a room this size.  Need to step him away so we can get the info and he can return as if he never knew anything different.

She gave her idea a wicked grin.  It was unfortunate that they couldn't see it.

Lar seemed to be nodding to himself as he drank the beer.  He whispered.  "Good idea Riku, be ready."

"All right, let's do this." Lucy said with a nod.

She drank only half of her drink.  She rose from her bar chair, and headed to where the broker was.

"Use your forgetfulness dust when we are done." She whispered to Riku.

He had just concluded business, and turned to both of them.

"We would like to do some business." She said to him.  She handed him a handful of coins.
"We are looking for information on Princess <fill in her name here, because I forgot her name>. " She said.

  The  Broker  Looks at Lucy, for a moment he smiles, and  nods  at the bag of  coins, until..she mentions  a princess,..there be  alot of  women who use  that name..that....title ....you  may not have  enough coin to find the right  one?  This  Princess Dala?...She could be dead..could be a prisoner..she  could be flat on her back in a barracks  somewhere....

Assuming the Priest didn't hear his question Justin respectfully repeats his enquiry.

  The Priest turned to look at Justin. He was  quiet for a bit, then said,...You...could never be of KArth....Karth demands  Blood...demands  service...i do not think you have it in you for  either...

In reply to JT (msg # 168):

Justin draws his sword placing its edge against the side of the Priests Neck. Doth Thee thinkest so he quietly threatens applying a little pressure.
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  The  Priest smiles , somewhat Darkly,..aye..you follow a weak god...the  stench of  the light surrounds you...

In reply to JT (msg # 170):

The priests comment prompts a changed in Justin's outlook. Thee thinkest in error. One hath sufficient cause to dispatch Thee for being what Thee are. he replies.

In reply to Lucy and friends (msg # 166):

Diana tossed another bag of coins on the table.

"Look, we have a buyer who's interested.  We're willing to cut you in for 25% cut, if you can help us out.  That's more then your usual cut." She said.

She tossed a third bag of gold on the table.

  The Broker looks at the Coin  and wonders  were the CAt got it from,...there  are somethings best...left  un barganed for..I could take you coin....but you would most likely, not live to see  your side of the bargan....there are ...people...who have become interested....

..You may...try..if you would  like. But would you dare to violate this  structure, where  all teh gods  have  caused a truce to be held?  he smiles  at Justin, almost egging him on.

In reply to JT (msg # 174):

Doth Thee thinkest such be done within he responds grasping the Priests arm firmly, pushing him towards an exit. As a Priest within a temple dedicated to all Divine, One such as Thee ist obviously bereft of Reason, as evidenced by Thy Blasphemy. he responds reciprocating the Priests taunt
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  The Priest doesn't seem to Mind what Justin is doing,....You will know..how the godsfeel about the pacts they make....

In reply to JT (msg # 176):

Once outside the temple He pushes the priest against the wall. This be a lesson to Thee for Thy Blasphemy. Justin informs giving the fellow a solid blow on the shoulder. Loosing the Priest and stepping back, carefully watching the man.

Thee appear to have anticipated great service to Thy God with Thy blood. Thus tempting One to falter and abandon One's calling. Nay such not be Thy boon this day. For Our enquiry be simply to learn of such principals for another who be interested.

  The  Priest gathers himself, he looks at Justin with satisfied smile,..do you feel it?....it burns inside you..does it not? Few  creatures can control it....fewer stiill? Want to.....what is Blasphemy  for you...is cannon...for me...

 A servant of Nin comes down the path to the Temple,...you!...you areabout to destroy the truce....who are you...whatdo you think you are doing!

Lar watched evenly as Lucy raised the ante twice to tempt the buyer.  That he hesitated to bite even at her price raised alarm bells in his mind as to what opposition they faced.  Still, the fact that their were powerful forces in play served only to harden his resolve.  "Whether we keep our side of the bargain you will still have the deposit of three full pouches.  What others are interested?"

In reply to JT (msg # 178):

Justin moves slightly ensuring the priest of Karth and follower of Nim are in his field of view How so... Ast One was engaged in providing Correction, Guidance anst Exchanging Theology with yon Priest of Karth.He replies chinning in the Priests direction. Pointing at the priest with an open hand whilst keeping his sword pointed downward. Karthian doth perceive such ast we hath exchanged sufficient to initiate such severance.
One doth refrain any perceived attempt to fathom any Divine purpose, save that of Eta. As such if The Divine be desirous of a schism here anst now, tis beyond the Province of we Mortals to prevent.

   The  Priest of NIN, Call over his shoulder..TRUCE BREAKER!....

 The KArthian begins to  laugh a dark, and deep laugh.

  whistles  are Blown not  far away................

In reply to JT (msg # 181):


Justin moves into a position affording cover from spells and missiles. Glancing around to note approaches, and exits. Fixing the priests with a dubious eye Priest of Karth, be this Thy reciprocal Correction, Guidance anst Exchanging of Theology...  He declares then points at the Priest of Karth Oath Breaker. he enquires glancing at the Ninian
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  The KArthian laughs...the NIN priests looks disapprovingly at  the KArthian, even as the troops,  close in..

 ..Mayhaps  we will speak again, Etanite?...perhaps..when there is no one to save you...

In reply to JT (msg # 183):

ooc edited my post.

  As it  stands, the Priest of NIN sees  only one person with a weapon....

 the clatter   and click of armor  can be heard now, the guards  are very close.

In reply to JT (msg # 185):

Thee best not pray for that Karthian for such be Folly Justin replies moving towards the Ninian priest. Changing his grip on his sword, so its blade is held in his gauntlet, and its pummel is pointing at the ground. Ensuinf that both priests are still infront of him Justin pauses just out of melee range of the Ninian and nods respectfully to the Priest. Keeper of the Accord; One doth perceive Thee hath misconstrued yon situation.<Blue> he motions with his free handfrom himself to the Karthian How may One clarify such </Blue>.

   The NIN priest shakes his head, and makes a slashing  motion with his  hand, as if to cut of  Justin from further  talk,..yuou..have  draw a weapon on another Priest, inside the truce area?..That...cannot be forgiven....when the Guards  Come?...you will be taken to the River...

In reply to JT (msg # 187):

Ignoring the Karthian's motion Thee hat blasphemed in the Temple of All. As a Professed Keeper of the Truce Thee hat forsworn Thy pledge... As such it be for others to determine Thy fate. He looks at the Ninian Be That Correct Keeper of the Accord or Hath yon Priest greater sway in such matters
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  The  Priest of NIN just shakes his head in extreme disapproval, while the Karthian  is smiling like a salesman.

 Justin can hear the  Voices of the troops coming from the  north of the Temple compound.

 ...I hear..serpents  love the taste of Holywarriors....

In reply to JT (msg # 190):

Come then shallst we not meet yon towns watch midway. He suggests moving past the Ninian and motioning for him to follow.

  The Guards  Round the corner.  A have Orge CAprain stops and Looks at  the priest of NIN,..what goes on, in the Temple Grounds?

  The Karthian  just grins   as the   priest of NIN points towards Justin...he has  drawn a weapon in the Temple  Grounds..breaking the truce of the  Holy ones....

 The HAlf Ogre Looks at Justin,..Are you drunk?..This  could  get you a dunking in the River...

 The KArthian grins,..I am the wronged party here..I insist..he be taken to the River!

In reply to JT (msg # 192):

With all Due Respect Captain.Justin points at the Karthian Yon priest hath Blasphemed in the Temple of all; as such is Subject to Church authorities to decide upon the right anst wrongs of such contestation. Wouldst Thee seek to circumvent due determination.

ooc could I get an overview of the area.

In reply to Lucy and friends (msg # 173):

"Do you have a place we can speak privately?" She asked.

  The Broker  looked  around  and waved his hands...two , well muscled  men added their...'suggestions' to move  as well...in a moment  there was only Lucy, Lars  the Broker, and  two well armed men.

Being in a building versus a nice, large comfortable tree limb, Crucian was quite a bit restless.  Along with all the newities of this situation, plus his companion rustling about, he figured he'd go back down to the tavern part of the Inn and wrestle up something to drink for them both.

Just as he stepped foot down onto the level that Justin was on, he saw that Justin was in quite a predicament.

Boy, he yelled from the stairwell.  I told ya it be best to come to bed.  Now do it before I have ta sick my wolf on ye.

He hefted his dagger and walked straight towards Justin.  Standing a foot shorter than Justin, only his dagger would be the intimidating feature about him.  His companion who stood between Cru's hip and shoulder sniffed at Justin and the others around him.

Children, he said looking at the men around him.  Can't ever get them to listen.  Don't make me have to flog you myself before these men.

    As  Cru and the  wolf  pushed through the   guards  at the GAte. The  Orge Captain looked at Him,...you know this fool?.....

 the  Priest of NIN watched for a Moment.

 The Karthian's  smile faded as hhis eyes went to Justin.

In reply to Lucy and friends (msg # 195):

"Look, I've paid you a nice sum.  I know you have the information that we need.  So, what's the problem?  We are ... with a company who can take care of themselves.  Believe me, they are very good at what they do.  As for the deal, I will see to it that you get your share." She said.
"That," she said pointing to the three bags of gold.  "as a down payment." She said.

The tough part would be talking Kree into it.

Cru nodded.  Yes, my foolish boy, he commented.  Before he'd come down, he'd already tucked his arrow away deep into his hair to avoid any conflict.

He put the tip into Justin's chest to make a "point" to get up the stairs to the rooms.

I was just coming down to see where he was at, was suppose to have come to bed a bit ago.  Can't get'em to listen to a thing at all.  I'll get him outta your way now folks.

He turned to Justin to give him a look that if he didn't listen, he'd make him listen and it wouldn't be pleasant.

In reply to Crucian Serpenthelm (msg # 199):

Justin resisted the temptation to smirk. He looked at the smaller Elf and decided to play along just to see if the Fellow had any influence in this den of iniquity. Besides it wouldn't be right to leave the town short of a militia Captain, several guardsmen and a Karthian Priest without allowing the Kree, Ivy, Luthien and Diana from getting some of the action.
Slipping his sword back in his scabbard he Nodded at the Ogre With Thy permission Captain... he prompted chinning in the direction that Crucian indicated.
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Lar remained standing quietly as the burly bodyguards or attendants cleared the area around the table.  He merely stood still listening as Lucy laid out their case.

  The CAptain looked at Justin, the  to the smaller  fellow...look..i have enough trouble in town right now.....You take this fool..and lock him up somehwere, until you leave... He looks at the Priest of Nin.

  The Nin  priest Nods,..no blood  was spilled....The gods should  not be overly offended...

 BUT...I AM!  this fool should die in the River..for breaking the Truce!


 The CAptain frowns,..Look...Karthian..I have   Mercs, Bounty Hunters  and slavers  running around  my town...I can't  take time to..'make you feel good'. If this ass was by himself..we'd take him down..but he got some one here to colar him..so we let it go..You want him to die?..attack him when they leave my town! then he turns to Justin and Cru..you got  an INHn..get the 9 hells out of here...if you don't..get out of   my town....

 The Broker  eyed the coin,  now and then he looked to his  bodyguards..they seemed  more interested in the  group.

  ...your..payment is noted..and...with the promise of  more...almost close enough for  me to rethink my deal...but..that would be bad  for business...I cannot  turn on  one customer for the  coin of another...

 the Body guard on the Broker's right  seemed to have a slight  smile  on satisfaction..the other one, continued to  eye LArs.

In reply to JT (msg # 202):

Justin nods and saunters off Heading back towards the Inn, when the Elf catches up he Nods. Praise Eta for Thy timely arrival. Else the city wouldst have been in dire straights this day.

Cru walks up beside Justin as they take the stairs up to the sleeping quarters.  Don't thank me, he said.  If it hadn't of been for being part of the same crew, I'd have let'em have your head.  Don't be foolish boy.  If one thing I learned in the wood, don't push your limits.

He motioned to the partially open door where he'd been laying before.

In reply to Crucian Serpenthelm (msg # 205):

Justin smiled Ast Thee willst, Master Serpenthelm. Thee yon Captain anst Oneself be guided by the hand of Eta; all hath been resolved ast Eta willed. For yon Karthian be diminished anst manoeuvred into a position of Eta's making
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Zanorin, pushes open the inn's door, and steps inside taking note of his surroundings and heading towards the main bar area.

Calling out while walking "Keeper of this establishment, wine please, and if you have any leads on well paying work, I'd be quite interested in hearing."

A gold coin appearing between two of his fingers.

  The Keeper  looks at the fellow,..well?..depends on what you'er  lookin' for. There's  some ships at the docks..slavers..a merchant as well....The Town Militia  is always looking for  people...

 he seems to  war with himself  and then adds,..there is a Company of Mercs here as well...they are staying here this night...The Crimson Arrows....Cold Blooded  Killers to some...outright heroes  to others....they claim to be on the side of the light?..but they do some damn dark things...

In reply to zan (msg # 208):

Zanorin, pushes over the gold piece to the keeper, and pulls forth three more coins. "Tell me more of these arrows if you will. I have no interest in slavers, or being tied down as part of the town's militia. Also some soft cheese if you have any, the last trip was far to long."

In reply to Lucy and friends (msg # 203):

"It's not like you haven't done it before." Lucy said.  "Six years ago, you sold out some slavers to a group of mercenaries, Morgan Marauders, I believe they were called.  Sold them out for gold.  Or so the story goes.  Down here, they have no idea about you, but I'm sure some in the north, would just LOVE to know your location.  Especially some of the slavers who survived." Lucy said.

There, her "ace in the hole" was played.

"Oh, and if anything happens to me, a messenger will be sent north, with your current location.  I know a certain Tiger, who would love to meet up with you." She said, hinting.

While she wanted to ask him about her father, she also didn't trust him at all.  She knew he dealt in information, and she also knew that the information about her could also be sent to him.  So, she didn't ask.

"So, once again, all I'm asking for is information.  Besides, it isn't like you haven't dealt both sides against the middle before.  After all, you are the Broker." She said.

  The Keeper called to the  back. a halfhuman woman came out  with  some slices of cheese and  fresh bread.

  The Dwarf looks around,then talks  a bit  softly...like i said..depends on who ya talk too?..They were mostly elves  at one time, from the Black Timber...but they opened thier village to those slaves they save , that don't have no where ta go..some even become Hunters....

 he  takes  a sidelong look to the steps,..This group of  Arrows..lead by a Bloodthristy Elf  and His Cousin...bad news if yer a slaver..or red Elf..or  Red Isle Halfling..or Catfolk...he recruits  folks   that are either like him..or  aren't too bothered about what they do....damn nasty business...I don't know who they are huntin'..why they are here?.. but I rather them get the 9 hells out of  my Inn...

  The Broker  looked  a little surprised...but  for whatever reason..this  seemed steel him abit....information..that's  my merchindise....and yes..the balance is kept..I seel information about some one...i sell information back ...

 He takes  a drink from  his  glass..his hand  shakes  ...ever so slightlybut there is a line...I could..and would..sell information of this woman to others...and i would sell the information of those who asked, to her....but i would not sell information, to 2 different  groups, after the same  person...

Lar looked unconcernedly at the bodyguards as Lucy bargained with the broker.  "It's not as if our source of information would be known.  We have no incentive to speak of this deal to anyone else as it would be bad for our business as well as yours."

 The fellow  leaned back in his  seat,..this is Olant...for everyone who knows somwthing..there are 5 others who have  dug that  information out...and  20 others who want it...I have  seen peopel stabbed..in this very bar...just to stop them from getting, or repeating the information...I...am sort of 'off limits' to most..but there are those who would feel no fear in ending  my life....if...i would go against the Grain of  my own rules...then..i would  suddenly cease to be  of use...

 once more he looks at the  coin purses and frowns..

In reply to broker (msg # 214):

"True, but that only applies here on Olant.  Eventually, you will have to go outside of Olant.  And I know you want to go back up north.  Look, nobody has to know where the information came from.  Hell, for all anyone knows, it came from someone else.  No names will be mentioned.  Besides, if your information is good, you may have another client." Lucy said.
"One that could pay for regular information." She said.

  The  Broker  Looked at the pouches .......how much is  in those pouches...

 when he says  that, the one guard  frowns  at him..the other guard just keeps watching the floor, waving off anyone who comes too close...

In reply to lucy and friends (msg # 216):

"50 now, and another 150 if the information is good." She said.

"Look, there are only five of us in this room.  Unless, of course, someone has something to listen in on, in which case, your security has a major problem.  If word gets out, it wasn't from us." She said, looking at the two guards, specifically.
"Then, you will know where the leak came from." She said.  "And, I'm sure you can take proper security precautions." She said, again, looking at the two bodyguards.

"Besides, if the information is good, then why would I want to burn a useful source of information." She said.

Considering things, Lar slowly pulls out another pouch.  "And another twenty to ease your mind."

Lay it on thick, she whispered into Lars ears.  My dust will work wonders on getting it back and even more without him knowing any better.

Sometimes Riku loved being sneaky especially when it was for the greater good.

Justin strolls through the inn pausing near the bar and examining the various kegs, bottles and such without considering the dwarven barkeeper. He then seeks out Kree to report the incident, with the Karthain Priest.

    The Broker is about to say something  when the Doors  swing open. A dark skinned Man with a Leather Tunic, that is covered  with feathers, Claws and  fangs.

  The  watching Guard  clears his throat, the  other Guard seems  pleased.

  ...You there...I have something to ask!  the  "shooing"  guard make  no attempt  to chase him away.

 The fellow looks at Lucy and LArs. He levels   a finger at the Broker,..You did not  Tell Me Arrows  were about this damn town..I heard reports  they are all over  the place!...The  Halfling Captain is Hunting for thier Leader... most other  ....business...people have  left the town..why didn't you tell me they were here!

  The Broker  looked   calm, his focus left Lucy and Lars  completely,..they have not been in  town long..a few hours....I don't  remember anyone  paying me for information about  Arrows....

In reply to Lucy and friends (msg # 221):

Lucy glared at the intruder.

"Excuse me, but WE are conducting business here.  You can wait your turn." She said in a calm voice.

Her hand was inching to her blade, and she watched the intruder very carefully.  She gave Lars a slight nod towards the guard who had been happy to see them arrive.

If things went down, she had the intruder, and hoped Lars could take out the guard.

  If the man Heard Lucy, he  did not  register it....you can buy a woman later...I want to know where the  Arrows  are...I have people who's lives might depend on it!

Since even Lucy was being ignored, she fluttered close to Lucy and whispered.  Give me a sign that we got the information we need so I can glitter us outta here, she said.

In reply to Broker (msg # 223):

Lucy turned back to the Broker.

"What kind of outfit do you run here? You usually allow your business meetings to be intruded like this? Maybe I should rethink our deal.  Frankly, sir, your security, is pure crap.  What the hell kind of operation are you running? Hell, if  a two year old can just walz in here while we are having a meeting, then I'd be surprised if half the bar knows what our business is." She said, pretending to be very pissed off.
"I was told YOU were a professional.  Frankly, sir, I don't know where your got that reputation, because obviously, it's pure crap.  Utterly pathetic!" She snarled.

She stepped towards the intruder, standing three feet away from him.  The claws of her left hand had been tracted out.  Her right hand was on a dagger ready should at the first sign of trouble.

"As for you, asshole, you can damned well wait your turn!" She said with a hiss.
"I don't give a rat shit what business you have with him, but until ours is done, you will damned well wait your turn." She snarled.

"And if you have a problem with that, then feel froggy and leap." She snarled and hissed.

  The  Man Looked  at  the Cat-elf....go away....Mercs take second  place when it comes to this  kinda stuff...

  The Broker  stood  and Turned. He tried to act cool..but  one could see he was overly nervous. He moved to the BAck of the Inn while the two Guards   stopped the  Blackman from following him...the coin still sat on the TAble.

Lar spoke up to the dark skinned man. "Arrows you say?  In town?  That is news indeed.  Why do you seek them out?"

In reply to Broker (msg # 226):

Lucy looked at the intruder.

"Fuck off, asshole." She said.
"Why don't you get your sorry ass out of here, while you can still walk." She said very coldly.
"So, either get froggy and leap, or get the fuck out!" She snarled.

"Or, are you just another chicken shit who can talk it, but can't walk it." She chided and goaded.

While everyone had turned away from the coin laying on the table, she fluttered down ready to pick it up and flutter away as soon as the coast was clear.

 As The Broker  went through the Door, His   Guards   drew their  weapons as they followed, keeping watch on both  Lucy and the Blackman.

 The Blackman Looked at Lucy, One hand each on the Hilt of  a curved  blade that sat on each hip. He was about to say something, when LArs  asked the question,his head jerked Up  as he looked at Lars,..The Arrows  are no good for Business....They cause trouble, whereever they go..they Kill my customers..or my employers..or...they kill my prey..if the group was small enough?. I might be able to end them here..tonight..if nay?. I must be  away...

 There is a Gruff voice  from above, on the  banistered hall above the  BAr that leads to rooms. A Large Fellow  with a twohanded sword strapped to his back, leans on the banister as he drinks from a Mug. next to him is a drow female, wearing  Black leather  armor of shorts...she has the look of a MAgeling, yet her leather armor  glistens in the lamp light...Fero? I am thinking  that you leave ...now..by that side door...there... he motions to the  the right  side of the Building.

 ..and your Cat girlfriend will leave  with her people  By the MAin door....I'll not have  my place of Business fouled with Blood  that i did not draw myself.

  there  soulds  around them....the  click of a crossbow string being loaded...the  rustle of an arrow  being drawn from a quiver....the hiss of  a few blades  being drawn... as  Fero and the others look around they can see men and women who have readied  weapons..all have  an armband that  matches that of the MAn on the  landing...a Back image of a Plant that appears to have teeth.

Just as everything seemed to blow up into smoke the coin purses quickly disappeared as Riku took them and slipped up and she followed the broker went through the door.  She slipped the purses into Lucy's pouch.  She followed the broker to see where he'd go.

After informing Kay of the incident Justin sought out Luthien and Diana as this town wasn't a place for greenhorns he suggested they go and find these wayward newbies.

  Kree was in his room, with a bottle of Wine  looking over maps of the Fur Man's  chain. He  waved Justin in and offered the bottle to him as well.

 There was a brief dressing down, about putting himself in danger , with no back up. But other then that, He looked across the street , through the window, at the waterclock in the square.

 ...if they do not return by 1 hour past the Mid of night....we will go...hunting...


.......................................

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 233):

Justin thanks the Elf for the offer but abstains, enquiring if Luthien and the Greenhorns were or would be issued the same consideration as he just received.
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   as I understad it..Luthian is down stairs with a female contact..we may take her with us, as we travel...the New folks?...are not here..so  i cannot speak to them...

As luck would have it, Luthien comes upstairs just then.

"I found a room for the lady we'll be escorting out of here."

Which clearly means 'not his.' But at any rate, it's taken care of.

"So, somebody needs looking for? Brother Justin and I are rather obvious, if we wander the town."

  Turning from his Map, he looks at Luthien, and then to Justin,...if you go out?..make certain Ivy knows  where the woman is...I sent Rolf back up River to let the Queen know  about the Halfling  ship  Foril went  with him..I believe he is worried about  Laithia...so..out  Numbers are thin right now..keep you eyes open for  recruits...

Zanorin thanks the keeper, and finishes the cheese and bread, while washing it down with the wine. Then proceeds up the stairs the keeper had directed towards earlier to see if he couldn't find this apparently blood thirsty elf leader of the company.

Justin nodded moved towards the exit glancing down the hallway. A tall lanky man moved towards them, his mismatched cloths smacked of either eccentricity or poor vision.

Zanorin moves down the hallway, looking for anyone about, the words of a sticky spell cycling through his mind, in the event things went badly. Seeing someone at a room exit, a fair distance away, he heads in that direction, arms at his side and calm.

The tall gangly fellow approaches, prompting Justin to rest his hand on the pummel of his sword, and move to allow the man to pass.

Eyes flick to the man moving his hand to the pommel of his blade, and Zanorin stops. "Friend, the dwarf behind the bar, mentioned I should head up this way if I was looking for some work. I come with no hostile intent."

Without moving his hand Justin nods an acknowledgement Anst Thy skills wouldst be... he politely asks

In reply to broker (msg # 230):

Looking around, Lucy raises her hands, showing no intent of hostility.

"I'll be seeing you later, you son of a bitch.  We have a score to settle." She hissed at the intruder.

"My apologies." She called out to the man on the landing.  "I only wanted to conduct business and be on my way.  This ... half breed piece of shit intruded on that business." She says, staring at the Blackman.
"So, by your leave, I and my companion will be on our way." She said, with a bow to the man on the landing.


"By the way, your name is?" she asked the Blackman.  "I ask, that I may know the name of the stupid son of a bitch, who is about to die later today, that I may send word to his next of kin." She snarled.

She had retracted her claws just before her hands were raised.  She lowered her hands, retreating out the main door, her eyes never leaving the Blackman.  She had made sure to get his scent.  That would make tracking him, and identifying him later.

"A fair question, allow me a brief demonstration."

Slowly reaching down to one his pouches, Zanorin pulls out a smallish smooth stone and lets it rest in the palm of his hand. Moving his hand to the side as to not be facing the man, with his palm open he speaks a short phrase and the stone becomes engulfed in bright light.

Turning back to face the man. "A gift for you, as long as this stone remains, so shall this light."

  The Blackman sneers, white teeth showed  some wear,..I am Gral the Hunter...I hunt down escaped slaves and either Kill them, or bring them back to the Owners...depending on the Bounty....That  damn Arrow...he has  a Group Called Hunters...they Mock us with that title....they are But Killers  of those who seek to make   a honest working wage!

 The MAn on the Landing Nods to  Lucy and Lars, Gives  his  free hand a lazy flick back and forth , as if to dismiss them.

  Gral?.... the  man says from the landing,..you are a bigger fool then even i think. Had the Arrows been hunting for you?...you would have been dead  by now....however...Thanks to your....foolishness...the Arrows  will now know...you are here....

In reply to Zanorin Sisenik (msg # 245):

Juatin watches the fellow closely Thee beith an Enchanter, Thankest Thee for such an gift; however T'wouldst serve Thee just as well as it wouldst One he comments considering the man. Our Captain may find Thee a boon If Thee Wouldst he motions respectfully towards an Elf sitting inside the room
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Zanorin nods to the man. "Very well I shall keep it, one never can have to many lights, but if you change your mind, it is yours." Slipping the stone into a thick leather pouch, the stone's light is hidden away.

Walking into the room, he stops and bows slightly. "Zanorin Sisenik, and I guess you must be the one in charge."

 The Elf Turns  from the  table that has the map laid  upon it, He looks at Zanorin,..well, Zanorin.....  his voice is  calm, the elvish accent spoken clearly, no attempt to hide it...I am Kree....Quickshadow. I lead a Unti of the crimson Arrows..right now...we are  down a few members, as i have sent  some of them on other Duties..are you looking to sell information...or looking for work?

"Honestly, I'm looking to continue my studies, but this costs greatly. For some reason, texts, scrolls, and magical trinkets fetch a high price. So if the reward or benefit is high, I'm always looking for work."

Lar followed Lucy out the door.  Once out of earshot he shrugged.  "Well that went well..."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 251):

Lucy looked around for Riku.

She whispered her name a few times, then tried listening for the flapping of wings.
Upon hearing nothing, she frowned.

"I fear we have lost our friend." She said.  "I think Riku might have gone after the Broker. Let's go around the building quickly, and see if we can find her or them." She said.

"Not really." She said in answer to his statement.  "Going well, would have meant that we got the information that we needed.  Maybe we can also find out who the Blackman was." She said.  "At least give Kree and the others a warning." She said.

  The elf  Held the Bottle of  wine  towards   Zan as he spoke,..the Arrows a a merc company...it was started in the Black Timber..Mostly Elves..but we have since  opened our  doors to other races...our chief  prey..is slavers  and those  who help them, or buy from them....we will kill them as we meet them, no matter  what  mission or quest we have accepted.

 ...there are  people out there..good  and bad..who do not like us, Mr Sisenik.  Because of that, they will not  like you..are you prepared for that?

  The night  was getting older...it was dark some clouds  hide the stars  every now  and again.  As Lucy and Lars  look around  for their small friend, they do not see much, othere then  small groupsd  of  folks walking and  Talking, or  Pairs  of  Watchmen strolling through the  mud and  stone  streets.

Zanorin takes the bottle of wine, and takes a sip before offering it back. "Feel free to call me Zan, I have no love for slavers. As to being disliked.. as one who calls forth magics, but doesn't do so by bowing on my knee and asking for it, I've always been disliked by most, it comes with the occupation I guess..." shrugging.

"So no it's not a problem, or anything new."

In reply to Zanorin Sisenik (msg # 255):

Justin's eyebrow arches Master of Evocations, Hath Thee a bias against those who be afforded Divine gifts.

In reply to Justin (msg # 256):

"Bias? No, they're very useful to have around at times, especially with their healing gifts. Gifts that oddly escape the grasp of my own for the most part."

"My point was rather.. those of the divine are often accepted, welcomed, and respected. Where as those who work other types of magic, are often distrusted, feared, and hated."

  The Elf    reaches inside  his  leatherarmor and  Pulls  a pouch from within. After  moving things  around  he Pulls out a small ruby Arrow  Pin...wear this , so it can be seen..in marks you as a member of the crimson Arrows....There are Drawbacks  to being part of ...any...company...enemies..rival companies  and the like...however...being on the  Charter of a Merc  Company, helps keep you out of the  Arena..or the River

  He  taps the Map on the Table,..in about 6 hours, My unit moves out...we are on a Mission for the Emperor of Ironmond...I will fill you in more, once  we leave this slit trench of a town.... Justin and Introduce you to  those who....haven't run off...make sure you are ready to travel in the morning

Zan looks at the ruby arrow pin, intently for a moment, not touching it.

"Before I accept this, what is the policy on leaving the Arrows?"

  You may leave  anytime  you wish...but you must return the Pin. If you leave the  Company, and keep the pin, and  partake in actions we do not approve of?..you may find yourself on the wrong  end of ....a crimson arrow...  he smiles  slightly at his own joke...

Nodding, "Very well, that is acceptable." taking the pin, and placing it visibly on the collar of his doublet.

"I'll be ready come morning."

Justin acknowledger the mages reply then in accord with Kree's instruction Introduces the new mage to the available Arrows.
ooc
Crucian Serpenthelm
Diana Hunt
Ivyain Nightblade  Lieutenant
Kree Quickshadow  Captain
Luthien

and mentions the others

Foril Kaniir
Laithia Mourningtree
Lar Kistras
Lucy
Reedrick Orebender
Riku Key
Rolf Liefsen
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In reply to Justin (msg # 262):

Diana nods to the newcomer, and introduces herself.

"I'm Diana." She says.

Lar shakes his head as their search for Riku proves futile.  "Should we go back inside Lucy?  If Riku went after the Broker she'd likely be there."

Ast Thee be of the Crimson Arrows; One doth advise Thee remaineth here for the night. He advises showing him to the various rooms that have been let to their group. Once inside one he suggests the Mage get what rest he can now because he may not get much later, especially if the wayward greenhorns don't resurface.

In reply to Diana Hunt (msg # 263):

Zanorin nods back to Diana and with a slight smile, "Feel free to call me Zan."

He then goes off with Justin, being shown to a basic room.
"Many thanks Justin, I shall adhere to your wisdom."

Zan retires in preparation for the morning.

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 264):

"No.  I think the Broker left, when the shit hit the fan.  But we need to find him though.  He seemed to have some information, although, reluctant to spill.  Maybe next time, we should be a bit ... rougher." She said.

  Riku flutters out a window, her chest heaving  with the amount of darkness in that building..she  flyew straightaway, to the  Unit's inn...

"Or, maybe we should head back to the inn.  She might have made a run back to "safe ground.".  Lucy says.

  as the  People come  BAck..Riku settles  near Justin..she looks pale and shaken.

  Things  are quieting down..there is  no 'closing time' in Olant...but  there are very few folks walking about at this hour...and those who are?...there is probably a reason....

Luthien noticed the fae drop in...

"Riku, what happened?"

Lar considers. "That broker definitely had powerful information.  We need to catch him in a more private place and yes, apply more pressure.  I wouldn't threaten violence though as it will just lead to a fight.  We should be able to put the fear of the Arrows into him.  Let's seek the counsel of the others in the group on this one." 

He looks about on the street.  "Yes, she most likely would have gone to the safe house if she hasn't show up already.  Let's go back to the inn."

Lar heads with Lucy back to the inn.

Justin retired for the night, after giving thanks to Eta for the day he fell into a calm restful sleep waking shortly before dawn. He prayed to Eta for her guidance and blessings during the day bathed dressed and headed downstairs for a morning meal and to wait for the others to arrive.

 The Morning was quiet, the people who ha d honest jobs  were  out working...those who didn't have honest work, were most likely sleeping.

  kree came down stairs with his  equipment  And sat at the There others were gathering  , the Inn keeper and some servers brought breakfast over, with  Caffe, Milk and  Juices.

  The woman sat near  Luthien, she ate  as though she had not eaten in a long time,

 Kree took a bite of  Eggs and drank from his  Caffe , before  asking,..I am please none of us were killed yesterday....did we kill anyone else?...his words  were only half joking...

Riku, weakened, and nearly sick to her stomache looked up to Luthien as he approached.  If she didn't have any aura of darkness on her, she'd be surprised.  She felt like she took a double treated bath in it.

Yeah, she was able to mumble out.  Though probably not wise to come near me...right now.

Luthien considered it his duty to banish the darkness, wherever it was found.

He did check for darkness...but the thing about darkness is, it's almost always from the inside. It can't be forced on someone from the outside, and evil enchantments placed on people read differently anyway.

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 275):

Justin glanced at the fairy, an expression of; nothing new about that seeing that it's part of your nature, showing on his face. When Luthien started to focus on the fairy he simply shrugged. Turning to Kree and politely chinned in the hungry woman's direction Captain Kree wouldst yon lass be a perspective addition to the company

Luthien replied there.

"I found her in the Church. She wishes out of this area, and so we will escort her out safely. I do not know if she wishes to actually join the arrows, but we certainly cannot leave her in a place like this."

Luthien responded because he found her there, before returning his attention to Riku.

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 275):

Lucy arrive at the inn, and went looking for Riku.  She sensed something was wrong.

"Riku, are you okay?" She asked.  "What happened?" She asked.  "You followed The Broker and that was the last we saw of you." She said.

There was clear concern in her voice.  She wanted to put a hand on her new friend, but wasn't sure if it would work or not.

Lar followed Lucy back to the inn, doing his best to act as a bodyguard as well as play one in their efforts to find out more information.  He went with Lucy to find their small companion.  "I'm glad you made it back here ok after we split up Riku."

  ...Make  sure you all eat....we will be moving  hard and long this morning...

 He  motions with a hand to the woman who is eating, She  still wears her  Cloak, but  she is dressed in leather  breeches and sports  two gadders. Sitting  beside her  chair is a  pack...This Good  Lady here...will be coming with us. He  has  some small skills in stealth...but she is not a front line fighter...her  raged  weapons  are limited to a sling, I am afraid.

 She stops  and Looks  Up, My Name Is  Isra.....My friend   and some of her  friends are captives of  some slavers...I will do my part to help set them free...  she takes a drink of Caffe as she looks around at the others.

  Kree then points to Zanorin,...the sisters of Luck  have seen it  fit, to grand  us another spellsflinger...he will be joining us, since our  ranks have been thinned...

In reply to Lucy (msg # 279):

She shook her head and waved to Luthien a thanks but she would be alright...eventually.

Whatever he's up to, its darker and, she said nearly doubling over in pain from being sick to her stomach.  Not much makes me want to puke when it comes to evil, but that...whoever the person is he deals with is pretty damn evil.

I'm a fae, I've learned the gambit of everything good and bad.  Exposed to some pretty hard stuff, that...I think I'll be near a bucket this evening just in case.  If that tells you anything.

I didn't get a good look at whoever it was, but it was enough I know where to go, but I dare not venture there without someone whose not affected by evil.  That's for certain.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 281):

Rising he gives a slight bow towards the newcommenr Greetings Mistress Isra. One be Justin Haveslane, devout of Eta he greets and informs, then continues his breakfast

Lar shook his head and frowned at Riku's tale.  "Can you tell the nature of the evil he is working with Riku?  We should share your experience with the others as there may be something we can do about this.  We have holy warriors in our group whose faith will shield them and us from such foes."

Evil enough to make Riku sick...

"A fiend, then. Or an Archpriest of the Dark Gods. Very little else could make us sick like that. Possibly undead, if it's a powerful enough vampire or lich. But really, my first guess is that there's a Fiend involved. And if there is a fiend involved..."

He looks down at his sword, and back at Riku...

"Then we need to face it. I don't care what town it's in, it needs to go. Captain, will you support us in dealing with this?"

In reply to Luthien (msg # 285):

Justin shakes his head, in disagreement. Doth Thee suppose such alleged evil will nay be here after we hath rendered what aid we may to Mistress Isra's companions.

In reply to Riku Key (msg # 282):

"He was connected to the broker?" Lucy asked.
"That's odd.  The reason that he's able to do what he does, is because he has a reputation for being neutral.  He deals in information, and doesn't get involved.  If word got out that that was now a player, his reputation would be shot to shit, and it wouldn't matter much if he was influenced by the Gorr himself." She said.

Riku turned to Lucy and gave her a look that says "What in the 9 hells" are you talking about.

Luthien shook his head.

"If a fiend is involved, it explains much of how the Broker gets his information in the first place, doesn't it? Fiends can listen in on conversations and report to their masters with little real trouble. And as far as humans or even catfolk are concerned, a fiend is neutral...it wants terrible things for all mortals by default. It only favors one side or the other when it feels doing so can increase the malevolence in the world."

As for the fiend still being there...

"It may, brother Justin, and it may not. People like us are capable of slaying a fiend outright, instead of merely sending it back to its own plane. It'll take the threat quite seriously and get out, in a typically cowardly fashion, rather then face us. Fiends live forever, until they get on the wrong end of our blades. They thus tend to want to avoid that."

  Kree listened to the others  Speak. Ivy just watched Isra as she ate, shaking his head from time to time.

  ....this place? It is in Olant?..I supose it would have to be..if  this ...broker  fled there...

 He  fixed himself another Cup of Caffe and Held it in both hands, as if  trying to thaw out his hands....I know only enough about the  gods...to ask them to aid  us...or stay out of  our  way, if they will not.....You saw the  woman  that aided us in Bowshot...and then went to Ironmound....her  and the...pack ..or whatever it is they call themselves..though they are...inharetantly evil?..they do aid us..in fighting other evil..


 Taking a sip of the Hot  Drink, he muses  outloud,...so?..we kill this  thing..if  we are able....The Broker..loses his information flow...no one  can get information from him again...either   Light or dark...that could be a good thing...but it  could  aslo cost someone thier lives.....

 His eyes  Look to Riku, then Justin  and finally rests on Luthien,...for my part?..the Dark Lady and her  Nest we deal with?..i would not harm, unless they did  Evil to me and Mine...so?...Having  said all that....Would you think it is a goodly thing...to kill this  creature?  Or Nay...and what if we cannot kill this thing?...there is  alot to  be measured, before one Casts a lot.....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 290):

Justin glanced at Luthien One be honoured by Thy confidence in the capabilities of this Company; however One doth hesitate to conclude we capable enough to chastise a Drake of Mature origin; for indeed such wouldst be a lesser task if  compareth to such an perspective source of darkness.

Lar nodded in agreement.  "An evil of this nature, so focused as to sicken our good Riku must be dealt with.  Such things can be powerful so I suggest the entire company go to aid in destroying such a thing."

Luthien bows his head.

"If it's what I think it is, it's a supernatural creature of evil straight from the 9 Hells. Or possibly the Abyss. No way to tell. I'd actually guess the Hells, as denizens of the Abyss have too much trouble keeping their words to be of much use to an information broker. Also, creatures of the 9 Hells tend to use slavery more...denizens of the Abyss aren't that organized, they eat souls first and ask questions later. Either way...a creature like that has more evil inside of it then every catfolk that ever lived, mostly because it's literally a physical embodiment of evil. Just as angels and their kin are physical embodiments of good."

In reply to Lar Kistras (msg # 292):

Justin glances at the greenhorn Didst Thee not head One's council, be Thee bereft of all reason. He points to the distant Mountains. See yond Range, within One doth surmise there be Drakes. Hath Thee such skill ast be requireth to put paid to any...

  Zan pales  as the  arrows  talk about their upcoming Venture, as  most folk would  speak about a fishing trip.

  He take s off his  Pin and  sets it on the Tbale..without a word, he  scurries  from the Inn...

 Kree reaches over  and picks up the Pin,  reaching into  his tunic  to bring  forth the Box  and replaces  it,..well?..At least he was  well fed before he left.

 Looking over the group he adds,..there  are 10 of us here...

 Isra  puts up her hand,11..i will aid you, since you are aiding me....

 Ivy gives  her a grin, and looks around the Table.

Lar shakes his head.  "Abyss or Hell, it is speculation at this point.  That it is evil enough to shake Riku is enough to set us on it to destroy it."  He looks to the others; "So what do we do?  Are we agreed to take this thing down?  In that case we'd best organize and head back to the location and prepare for an assault."

Luthien said, "I'll need more then a little help. I can finish it off, yes, but the blasted thing can and will teleport if we don't stop it from happening. So I need a spell cast on it that'll keep it from teleporting away."

Riku, having grabbed the rest of Kree's drink and took the rest of it down.  She shook off whatever "ick" she was still feeling from and looked between Kree and the others.

This was much darker than your friend that aids, she said crossing her arm.  I'm certain we could take her down, not that I'd fear doing it.  It would be a very dangerous road to tread.  However, I think with my knowing where the "Broker" goes and whom he speaks with, we can use this information to our benefit.

She looks to Luthien and Lars. Let's hold on any formal attack until she or any of hers does harm to any of us.  Me, shaken up, that's nothing.  I let myself be there.  Ii am fine, though a big disgusted and creeped out.  Nothing that a battle is worth, at this moment.  It was brought up by the Broker than others were asking for information of the Arrows, this dark thing didn't seem to care much.

If "it" new I was there, nothing was said or made mention of.  Once again, we can use that to our benefit and I can return...ick factor and all...and get more information by snooping in.

Justin strolls across to Isra and sits beside her. Glancing at the Elves Captain Kree Thy command doth appeareth to be governed by consortium. Hath Thee any task or assignment for Arrows apart from such folly ast pressed by yon bravado's. 

  Kree looks  over the Group,..we are tasked by the Crown, to find the.....  he looks around the Inn,..person we seek...we have lost..more then a few newer sign ons  as we traveled..and some of  the older ones  have retruned to the ship...


 ...we  are in a Town that  cares little, what side of the Line you walk...if  we have a go at this  creature , we may, ovrselves, be attacked  by those  who are foes  to the  Company....

 Turning to Luthien, Justin and  lastly, Riku,...you three have the most knowldge  of how to fight  a deeply dark creature... You will have to tell me...can we risk the Mission by attack this thing....or do we  wait  until we finished   our  task?

Riku looks to Kree.  Honestly, mate, she said.  I'd definitely wait until our original mission was done.  That's me personally.  This thing gave me an ick factor that I don't know how quickly I'll be able to wash off.  I feel safer with your "dark" friends than this thing in a dark alley.

She shook her head and looked down kicking at whatever was at her feet.  If we had them to aid us, I don't know how well they'd fair either.

Cru had silently been sitting in the corner, patting at the top of his friends head.

If this evil creature hasn't provoked on any of us, why attack it, he asked.  Then, we should also attack while it least expects.

He gave a shrug of his shoulder.  Sometimes its good to attack with the opportunity is prime.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 300):

Justin shankes his head Captain Kree tis best for all to leave such denizens for another time. Anst fulfill such tasks ast have been committed to. He chins towards Isra. Glancing in Crucian's direction he adds

In reply to Crucian Serpenthelm (msg # 302):

Such be moot for if yon reckless hath located such creature it is sure to hath detected her presence. 
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Lar shook his head. "You are right Kree, it's probably best to leave the thing be for now.  If so, what is our next move?

 The Elf  nods, as if satisfied. finsh eating, gather your gear and we leave.

 To Isra , he asks,what weapon, other then a dagger, can you wield ?

 ...I can use  a  small..handheld Crossbow..i..am quite  good with it..in fact..I lost mine as  i ran...

  We shall find you one,   He stands  tossing his  napkin onto the plate and waves a woman Over,  he  reaches into  the Pouch that is tucked inside of his breeches  and  pulls out 4 gold coin, dropping them into the woman's cleavage,..thank you, for your service...please bring one fresh loaf of bread  for each of us...wrapped in a clean bar towel , please....the change is yours to keep...not the Tenders..aye?

 She  smiles  as she watches the coins drop, then gets excite when she learns  she  can 'keep the change'..and she rushes off.

 He looks at his  Unit and says,..I always take a loaf  of fresh bread when we leave  a town, you never know how long it shall take to find game, or food, and the bread can be used as bait as well...tuck them in your packs..

 he looks at Riku and frowns,well?...You might need someone to carry yours...

"Riku, was this evil you felt, with the Broker, or following him?" Lucy asked.
"I'm not meaning to dredge up any negative feelings, or anything, but it makes a difference.  If he's being persued by this thing, then taking it out would mean that he owes up a huge debt, and would be required to pay it back, with information on just about anything that we wanted.  It's he's with the evil, then that changes everything.  It means he's finally sold out, and made his choice.  Once word gets out his reputation will be shredded to shit." She said.

In reply to Lucy (msg # 306):

She'd evil eyed Kree at his comment and huffed.  Then that'll be upon you, she commented.

I can tell you it wasn't the Broker himself, but it was whom he was talking with.  When he exited the building, I trailed him to another building or room and it was in that room that this evil ick thing was there.

She hesitated a moment checking everything by rubbing her arms.

They spoke of the Arrows being in town, how the Broker was working, she said.  It almost sounded like this was the Brokers...boss.
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Cru was partially satisfied they weren't going after it right now.  Though the thought had crossed his mind to come back to it at a later time.  Why would a Broker have a Boss?  Or why would he be working for someone?

Too many thoughts to think over.  As the group gathered to leave, he hefted his stuff and followed suit.

  The server Brought the  Loaves  each wrapped in a  clean bar  towel. She  smiles  at Kree shyly ..Kree slips her  another  sliver piece  from his own Purse that is on the outside of his  tunic.

  Ivy walks over,..I could have women  smile at me, if you let ...ME..carry the party's  money.... he  gave his cousin a whap on the back,

  Kree's left Eyebrow raised and he chuckled,..before or after you lost it  all at the gaming tables?

 He Looked at Riku  and held Up a  Loaf,..this one is yours..let me know  when you wish it.....he tucks  2  loaves into his  PAck..Ivy puts his in as well.

 the Girl hands  each of the others  a loaf as well.

 ...Lets' move  out   Arrows...time to go hunting....

  The elf  walks  pass the Tender,  flippignhim a Gold coin, that rattles on the Counter..Ivy Grins and says to the Tender,..that means he likes your Inn...since he  gave you a tip...and did not  kill you..and  such...

Justin thanks the woman for the bread; slipping it into his backpack as he lingers allowing the others to file out. Glancing about the common room he takes note of anyone paying too much attention to the Crimsons movement. Once outside he takes up position at the rear of the group. Following along with one hand resting on the shoulder of the Arrow directly infront of him

Luthien was dead flat serious...though he wished to pursue the greater source of evil, for better or worse, his captain had decided against it. Well, perhaps he could persuade the Commander to come back and kill it later. Twould be a far far better thing that they did then they have ever done before, for every permanent death of a demon or devil pushes the cosmic balance a bit more towards light.
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In reply to Riku Key (msg # 307):

Lucy was thrown at that.
To everyone's knowledge, the broker didn't have a boss.  He was one of the best independent operators around.

"His boss?" Lucy said, completely shocked.

"Wow." She said.  "That can't be right.  The Broker has a reputation for being an independent operator.  Basically, only supplying information, and never taking sides.  To have a boss, especially a dark one, would destroy his reputation as an independent operator.  I've know sources on both sides who have gone to him for information.  Granted, he has a shadier reputation, and tends to help the darker sides, but up north, I know a few merc units who have gone to him for information.  Granted they paid for it, but it was always good.  There was never a sign of him working for anyone else." She said.

She was quiet for a moment.

"Did you managed to get anything else?" She asked.  "One of the guys we ran into in the inn, where we found the Broker was really upset that the Arrows were in town.  It's possible that the two are related." She said.

  The Group  exits the Inn, walking down the street, North to the take the Fur Man's chain road.

 Kree says over his shoulder to Lucy,and where?..My Lady? Do you think Information comes  from?..he damn well did not look it up himself...even  with  our Influence  in Ironmound, we can barely keep ahead of the City  Guards and the enemies of the Crown..how do you think a fellow who lives in a cesspool such as this, can pull enough weight, to gain that much Knowledge...They have a good thing going here....but he best learn a new trade...we cannot have some one with access to that much power...breath too much longer....

 He was about to say More  when a...not  to bad looking...Halfling  woman stepped out into the street. earrings  in her  ears, a Bandana around her  head  and  a Halfling sized scimitar in her hand.well...I be Damned... I knew i would find you before we leave....

 ...Kree stops  and  an arrow is fitted quickly into his Bow...for once..Ivy  beat him too it...Ivy Grinned at this...I am afraid  your tiny halfling mind cannot get the grasp of the Common tongue....what you should have said...'now that I found you...I will be  damned..'

   You cvan't touch me   Quickshadow..I have a Letter of Marque from Harte...i am not  a pirate....

 ...i do not have to go down to your ship to know you have slaves...some idiot s have been walking  down thier , by thier own free will,, because someone was sending them there..and?..Last I checked..The Empire  was at war  with HArte..that makes it even easier , for me to kill you...

 ...don't  see no pretty uniforms  on your  lot...so you aren't soldiers...


   May I present myself..Captain? I  am Captain  Kree Quickshadow, commanding this  Unit of the Crimson arrows...OUR..letter of marque lists  us  a scouts and skrimishers....seems...like  we have scouted out a Skrimish....


  She looked  surprised  at that.....you don't hunt  slavers anylonger?


 Kree's chuckle was as Evil as  any have heard before,...oh...but we do...but it is  more  for Bounty...and..of course..the sheer joy of Killing  vermin  , such as that...

 though  he does not look like it, as he speaks  and waves to his people  ,a s if  introducing them..he is really  taking galnces  about them...from the sidestreets behind them, there seems to be a gathering of pirates...

 ..Now ..Captain?  You caught me on a 'good  day'...i have things  that need  taken care of...so I offer you two choices....one  choice, is to send  your crew away...and for you to run like the 9 hells....the second choice, is for you to die quickly, because i am really...really..in a hurry?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 313):

"Kree, I am not naïve.  Word has always been that he has operatives and agents.  Even regular people who come across information go to him, because he gets paid.
I've known informants who supplied information to whoever paid, and I know for a fact that was these informants supplied the Broker." She said.

"Look, you have to understand something about up north.  Information is valuable. Perhaps more then here.  Someone like the broker can make an extremely good living dealing out accurate information.    There are also those who trade information for information.  I have something you want to know, so you tell me something that I want to know.  That kind of thing goes on all the time.  So, I have information, on, say the Arrows.  I want information on the next medium caravan.  I'll trade.  Usually, the Broker gets a commission on whatever booty gets taken.  There's ALWAYS someone looking for information.  So, someone who wants information on the Arrows, goes to the broker and buys the information.  He makes a profit.  So, not only does he get the price for selling information on the Arrows, he also gets a 10% commission on whatever booty is sold by the caravan raid." Lucy said.

"Then again, I guess the north is also a hell of a lot different then the south.  Things work different.  But I do know this.  If the Broker is working for someone, that news will travel like wildfire.  And up north, reputation does mean a lot. You and the Arrows would had to make adjustments, but I can see you doing just fine.  Maybe one day, you will have to travel up north." She said with a smile.

Truth be told, Diana was glad to be on her way.  The town had bored her and offered little.  The lone game of cards was about.

When Kree had given the order to mount up they were leaving, Diana was right behind him out the door.  At the stoppage, she drew her bow, targeting the pirates who were trying to close in.

If the order came down to open fire, and frankly, she was really hoping that it would, she had her two targets already spied out.  She drew back on her bow, taking aim at the first target.

Then she waited for the order to be given.

Luthien says, "Well, as long as we get a chance to slay the fiend before returning, whatever he does thereafter is on his own head. Though I suspect, without such help, his business will collapse."

And if the Halfling happens to overhear that the Broker is working with a fiend...well, those who work with the minions of Hell deserve whatever reputation loss is coming to them.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 313):

Alerted by the conversation Kree is having with the Red Halfling; Justin subtly surveys the area checking for archers in windows, approaches and such.

ooc are we riding... I assumed we were afoot

Crucian had yet to feel a need to withdraw his weapons.  His companion stood at his side ready to attack and defend if needed.  His hand was on the hilt in case he did need to attack.  Though his stance said otherwise.

  The HAlfling Grimaced  as Kree was shooing her off, like some beggar...the titters from the folks  on the   boardwalks , didn't help.

  ....before you choose....let me  remind you..that your letter of  marque and  our Ltter of Marque. puts   us at war...not that i would need a reason to kill a HAlfling......the best you can hope  for...

 and he says this  as his Voice raises a bit, so more folks can hear,..that you some how escape..and  you only lose the foolish  Crewmembers that have gathered here...In the  Swamp?..there are  some 40 dead Pirates..who thought they could take us....do you think you could fare better in the streets...

 The  Halfling   looked about..not moving her  head, but her eyes...some of the Crew had stopped..a couple even backed up.

WHAT THE 9 HELLS IS GOING ON!  from the Right side of the gate the Half-Orc  came with  6  of his Men.

 ...I want to Kill Quickshadow, and  as many of his  Arrows  as  I can....  the  Halfling  spit through her teeth.

 Yeah? Well..Get in line!..No fighting in my city...not in the damn streets...and not where people  can get hurt...


 Kree's  smile was meant to make the HAlfling angry,..Well...The   'Law" just saved your life...


  where are you Going , Quickshadow?

 We  are going on a Hunt....

 Then get out of here...You?...Halfling, You take you sorry assed flunkies and go to your ship...

 ...aw....I was hoping to cut  down on the pirate population....

  The   Half-orcs  men put themselves in between the Halfling and the Arrows, The  Captain  motioned Kree's folks to move forward.

  The GAtes  are Opened..some of the crew are already headed back to the ship.

As Luthien departed, he opened his senses to scan the Halfling. He wondered just how bad this Halfling was. Voicing a desire to kill the Arrows...there could be any number of motivations for that.

Lar followed along, his eyes scanning the areas around them as Kree confronted the halfling pirate.

Justin nodded towards the Half Orcs, yet another example of Eta's hand... The Arrows time in this den of iniquity was quite an interesting visit.
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Luthien shook his head.

"There's darkness everywhere, but the Halfling is blackest of all..."

He doubted that'd surprise anyone.

   as they  walked out the Gate, Kree said to Riku,..mark well...that house of darkness.....we may not be able to beat the thing inside...but...i bet we can beat the house....


  there are a few beggar Kids outside the Gates..One of them runs Up to Kree and grabs himPlease!...Please...a copper..a gold?..anything sir...anything!..

 kree stopped, the  guards  at the gate looked away, Kree gave the Boy 2  silvers..he smiled and  ran into the  town..the Other Boy just sat there and Nodded to the Group.

 Ivy tossed him a silver  as well...

  when they walked  for about 5 minutes, Kree stopped and pulled a crumpled up piece of paper from  the Top of his kneed high, Doeskin boots. He opened it ..reading slowly, his eyes  went to Isra, then handed  the paper to Ivy.

 Ivy  read it  and shook his head.

 Kree fully turned and looked at Isra...your  friend..is part of the ship that was taken..aye?

 The woman looks shocked..surprised.....

 ..The Arrows  and one of the Thieves  Guilds in Ironmound, are on very good terms...as is the Beggars guild....

Aye, she said.  With whatever powder's she could concoct, she did hover towards the building that had an aura so dark it felt to be a shadow of itself.  She'd quickly and carefully make any marks on the building that they would be returning to.

Before the ick could return to creep on her flesh, she fluttered quickly back towards the group.

  for some hours the  Arrows hiked up the 'road' called the Furman's chain...a place named  after the  small towns  that allied themselves with Ironmound, and were also on good  terms with the High Peak Dwarves  and most clans of elves..Slavers used the Furman's  chain to travel..but it was costly for them...Hunter s spent a lot of thine here, and  in the high peaks..trying to catch slavers who would take their 'goods' over the Mountains , into  Hargen lands.

   there was a spot that had Been used  by traders and such for a camp spot, some boulders for shelter, a few fire pits dug in...it is almost Mid-day...take a break here..we will travel on until a hour before  sunset....

 ...I will take the  area  ahead of us...Ivy..to the flanks...Lucy behind us  Hunt for about  a half hour, then return..if you see foes  about...return at once...

 Kree slips into the Trees to the North..Ivy trots off to the east....

Justin finds a reasonably well positioned rock, affording him a view of approaches and sits waiting for the Scouts to return. During this respite he gives thanks to Eta for her guidance.

Luthien was usually point of the 'heavy units', which weren't needed right now. Most of what the arrows did was stealth and scouting based, and heavy units like him weren't sent in till the target was located. Which was fine by him. Everyone had their own part to play.

Once finished his devotions Justin keeps watch in the direction Ivy went assuming the others would an eye out in the other directions.
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Lar followed along with the others.

    Kree come s back with a brace of rabbits.  Lucy and Ivy  had no luck, But Ivy mentions, seeing  a worn path  leading off the main road, and into the mountains.

  As he works on the Rabbits to make a stew, Kree  lsitens  and  says,..MArk the spot in our  way. so we might  find it on the way back.

 Boll is  another day away, We shall ask questions about the Princess...if  there are sightings of them moving  towards the River..we may have to double back and take that path...

Justin acknowledged the information and spent a few minutes studying the area for details, he could use to return to this spot. The smell of roasting rabbit wafted from them as they stewed in the pot.
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Cru had overheard the conversation about the additional pathway.  It was not completely abnormal for him and his companion to venture out alone.  He quick stepped with his companion on his heels up to Kree and Ivy.

If you wish, we, he said motioning to him and his companion.  We can follow that path and find its end or anything else that may help along the way.

Rolf wipes the sweat from his brow and pushes onwards.  He was sure exactly how much further ahead the others were, but he had to be getting close.  The trip back from the ship was going well and had given him some much needed time on his own.  He was a private sort and had not had any time to himself since he reached this troubled land.

But as much as he had enjoyed the time alone, it's a dangerous land yet and while he had plied his blade and his bow to good effect on the way, he is ready to catch up with the others.  Even though he was slowed having to track them, he still was making pretty good time.

It's almost a surprise when he comes over a slight raise in the land to see the simple little camp ahead, familiar faces in clear evidence.  He raises his hand, not only in greeting, but also to show he was not wielding a weapon.  Paranoid one might say, but his companions were always quick to see threats and quicker to respond to them with deadly intent.

Moving in closer, he speaks up.  "Greetings." which for the taciturn ranger was almost a speech.

  Ivy grins,well?  You made it back!. I gues the others  made it to the Ship then?

 Isra's eyes  open wide,..you have a ship?

 Kree looks over and catches her eye. he holds the look for a Moment as  he stirs the stew...aye...we have a ship....a ship we need to complete  the task at hand...why?

 she recovered  for a moment  and simply said,...if  we  found my friend..i would like to get back to that ship...and away from here...

In reply to Ivyain Nightblade (msg # 335):

Without comment Justin listened to the others comments, while he continued to watch the surrounding third for signs of threat.

  Kree  dishes  out the stew,..now?..you see why we bring the bread....stew  and bread the frist night out...may be the last real meal we have, Unless we reach Bol without any surprises....

   He gives   Ivy a bowl to give to Isra who  eats..slower then last time. She looks around at the others,...so...you really think yuou can find this person?


  Kree  chuckles  as  does  Ivy,...if  we cannot..there are none in these lands who can...or at elast...there are none in the lands who would try. There is a reason the Emperor sent for us....We do not worry about the path taken...only the  destination is important...we will find this person....and she will either be dead..or  alive....should she be dead, we will send you back to the city with the Information...then take  Vengence  on those who  are linked to her  death...should  she be alive, we will make certain she reaches the Palace...then...we will return clear the lands  of Dark people....we just may start witht he  Broker's  friend...

Luthien nodded fiercely.

"The broker's friend doesn't belong in this reality. We should certainly escort him out of it. Forcefully if need be."

Rolf gives Ivy a nod, "Aye, they made the ship fine."

Rolf takes the offered stew and bread.  He'd made a quick march, not taking the time for hot meals, and he was ready for a hot meal and a chance to sit and enjoy it.

"What sort of trouble do you think we'll have?"

  Kree  shrugs  at  Rolf's question,he waits to swallow   a bite of bread and stew....we will find   all manner of foes  , here, in the Furman's Chain. Though the towns  are allied  with  Ironmound..Olant  is not...and on the otherside of this  Mountain, Hargen holds  sway....Slavers  are common here...Ivy and I, as lads, came here to hunt them, because it was esier then trying to find them  anywhere else...they like to make it to Yad...get a Hargen ship and  go up river to   the otherside of the Mountain..and sell thier goods.... The Thing in Olant, that works  with this....Broker?...We'll worry about later...right now?  Mission comes first.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 340):

After his meal Justin gives a prayer of Thanks to Eta then helps clean up the cooking utensils and whatnot. He then takes the opportunity relax.

Lar ate the stew and listened to the conversation as he had little to add at the moment.  Later he helped clean up the meal and then studied his spell books.

  After  the  supper, and  things  were  set aright... The group was set up for watches, with Kree and Ivy taking the last watch from about  4:00 to6:00 AM..when they woke the others  to begin the  Next leg of their  journey.

   Eat Light...we are moving  quickly We  wil stop  at Highsun to eat..... Ivy and I will flank the  trail...Diania. You take point on the Trail... Lucy..rear Guard..everyone  else..in the Middle, keep an eye on  our Lady firend here...be a damnable shame for her to die, after she  came to us for help...  Lucy?  Ivy..If you see any GAme..Bring it  down, but do on ovely hunt  for it...we just do not have the time...

 Kree stpes off the   trail to the Left...Ivy to the right..

Rolf stays silent as the marching order is given.  He of course would rather have the rear guard as was his normal role, but he'd been ordered towards the middle.  He could only assume that Kree felt him better able to protect their guest then he could do as rear guard.

He'd traveled long and hard, but a good nights sleep and hot food had restored much of his energy and another day's march, at a much more sedate pace than most he'd enjoyed of late, shouldn't prove too taxing.

Luthien, of course, would make it his personal quest to see to the young maiden's safety. Of course, he also understood that shining armor did not make one particularly agile, and it was possible he could fail.

But he would not. He prayed for success in protecting the young lady. Sometimes a hunter had to protect a quarry as much as he had to kill one.

Lar nodded at the plan and settled in to take his share of the watch that night.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 343):

Heading their Captains directives Justin has a light breakfast. Gives thanks to Eta for their bounty, and prayers for the coming day; he then takes up his usual flanking position located half way between the main body and Kree
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  the Group  travels up the rugged  'road'. the Fur Man's Chain, the Loose alliance of  5  Towns that made  coin ( much coin!) throught eh travels  for Fur Hunters, Bounty Hunters, Miners mad explorers...not to mention  Troops who made the  occasional trips through the foot of the Mountains.

  Boll was to be the Next stop, the  Rutted  road, that some  folks tried to  fix  with  Rocks  and trunks of trees..was  wide enough  for  two wagons to pass each other..but over hanging trees, Fallen trees and  even rockslides, ( when the road was closest tothe foot of the Mountains.)

 They had  pushed hardm they saw only two wagons, each had   a pair of rough looking  guards, one was a tin smith, with pots  and pans  ect..the other was Butcher, who had bough some meat from the Hunters in Bolls, to sell back at Olant...

   kree  whistled  and  soon stepped  back out onto the road, Ivy  came onto the road  a good 20 yards  ahead of him , from the other side.

 ..we will not Make Boll this  day..i underestimated the travel time for a group , such as ours...There is a ruins, about  2 hours  away...a storm is coming...we could  head to the ruins, or..if you wish?..we can Camp here, and hope we can set up a camp that will weather the storm?

In reply to moving (msg # 348):

Justin was displeased that he had slowed the groups travel down We regret our tardiness Captain Kree ast such hath obviously slowed our advance. We surmise heading unto yon ruins wouldst provide sturdier cover against the approaching Storm.

Lars glanced around at the state of the wilderness. "As long as there are no additional dangers posed by such ruins I would rather have hard shelter from the rain and wind."